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REV.   LOUIS    FITZGERALD    BENSON.  D.  D. 

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'^^    '     JUL   5  1935 

PILGRIMS'  SONGSTER/''''^ 


CHOICE  SELECTION  OF 


HYMNS 


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MEETINGS. 

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PILGRIMS'  SONGSTER. 


HYMN  1. 
i   Let  thy  kingdom  blessed  Saviour, 
Come  and  bid  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
Come,  O  come  and  reign  forever, 

God  of  love  and  Prince  of  Peace ; 
Visit  now  thy  precious  Zion, 

See  thy  people  mourn  and  weep  ; 
Day  and  night  thy  lambs  are  crying, 
Come  good  Shepherd  save  thy  sheep. 

2  Many  fellow  men's  inventions, 

And  forget  the  Righteous  laws ; 
Hence  divisions  and  contentions. 

Bring  offences  to  thy  cause  ; 
Thus  we  sufferM  persecution, 

While  the  virgins  were  asleep  ; 
All  was  uproar  and  confusion, 

But  the  Shepherd  leads  his  sheep. 

8  Some  for  Paul,  some  for  ApoUos, 
Some  for  Cephas,  none  agree  ; 
Jesus  let  us  hear  thee  call  us, 
Help  us  Lord  to  follow  thee  ; 


4  CHOICE    SELECTION 

For  the  Midnight  Cry  is  sounding, 
The  wise  virgins'  hearts  do  leap  ; 

Jesus  with  the  angels  round  him, 
Comes  at  length  to  save  his  sheep. 

4  Come  good  Lord,  with  courage  arm  us. 

Persecution  rages  here  ; 
Nothing,  Lord,  we  trust  will  harm  us, 

Since  our  Shepherd  is  so  near  : 
Glory,  glory  be  to  Jesus, 

At  the  thought  our  hearts  do  leap  ; 
He  both  comforts  us  and  frees  us, 

The  good  Shepherd  feeds  his  sheep. 

5  Hear  the  Prince  of  our  salvation, 

Saying,  "  Fear  not,  little  flock  ; 
I  myself  am  your  foundation. 

You  are  built  upon  this  Rock  : 
Shun  the  paths  of  vice  and  folly. 

Heed  the  Cry  and  wake  from  sleep ; 
Look  to  me  and  be  ye  holy, 

I  will  come  and  save  my  sheep. 

HYMN  2. 
1  AVe  have  heard  from  that  bright,  that  holy  land 
We  have  heard,  and  our  hearts  are  glad, 
For  we  were  a  lonely  pilgrhn  band — 

And  weary,  and  worn,  and  sad. 
They  tell  us  the  pilgrims  have  a  dwelling  there, 

No  longer  are  homeless  ones, 
And  we  know  that  the  goodly  land  is  fair, 
Where  life's  pure  river  runs. 


OF    HYMNS. 

HYMN  4. 

1   The  morning  light  is  breaking, 

The  glorious  day  draws  near, 
When  Christ  the  Judge  of  nations, 

In  glory  will  appear  ; 
The  Midnight  Cry  is  sounding, 

The  dawning  stars  appear, — 
Awake  ye  sleeping  virgins. 

Your  God  and  Saviour's  near. 


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The  morning  light  is  breaking, 

The  King  of  glory's  near. 
The  saints  now  dead  and  living, 

Will  soon  with  him  appear ; 
The  Midnight  Cry  is  sounding. 

The  fig-tree  now  is  blooming- 
Awake  ye  sleeping  virgins. 

Behold  the  Bridegroom's  near. 


'O' 


8  The  Bible  in  its  coursing. 

Has  gone  from  East  to  West ; 
The  nations  who  are  willing, 

Have  with  its  rays  been  blest; 
The  Midnight  Cry  is  sounding, 

The  Judgment  day's  approaching 
Awake  ye  sleeping  virgins, 

And  take  your  promised  rest. 


8  CHOICE     SELECTION 


HYMX  o. 

1  As  I  view  the  last  sands  of  old  time  sink  away. 

Oh  grant  me  dear  Saviour,  this  boon ; 
That  I  never,  never  may,  from  thy  smilei^  go  astray. 
Nor  share  the  impenitents'  doom. 

Chorus. — Roll  on  then,  old  time,  while  I  sigh  for  the  land. 
Through  this  dark  gloomy  region  of  pain ; 
For  fair  Bulah's  land,  and  the  pure  spotless  band. 
Where  the  King  in  his  beauty  shall  reign. 

2  Pilgrim,  haste  on  thy  way,  for  the  sun's  gliding  down  ; 

Escape  for  thy  life  wliile  there's  room  ; 
See  dark  clouds  gathering  round,  mantling  earth  with  afrown, 
And  wide  spreads  the  thickening  gloom. 

3  Pilgrim,  hark,  on  each  breeze  as  it  comes  from  afar, 

How  the  low  muttering  thunders  break  round  ; 

From  the  dim  distant  shore,  rings  the  clarion  of  war, 

Haste  thee  on  I  soon  the  last  Trump  will  sound. 

4  Pilgrim,  lift  up  thy  head,  soon  the  Kingdom  will  come. 

And  the  saints  then  in  glory  appear  ; 
In  their  fair  Eden  home,  with  their  King  ever  roam. 
And  his  hand  wipe  away  every  tear. 


HYJtlN  6. 
The  groaning  earth  is  too  dark  and  drear 
For  the  saints'  eternal  home, 
But  the  city  from  heaven  will  soon  be  here, 
We  know  that  the  moment  is  drawing  near 
When  she  in  her  glory  shall  come. 
Her  gates  of  pearl  we  soon  shall  see. 
And  her  music  we  soon  shall  hear, 
Joyous  and  bright  our  home  shall  be,    [tree 
And  We'll  walk  in  the  shadow  of  life's  fair 
With  our  Saviour  forever  near. 


OF   HYMNS.  5 

2  They  say  green  fields  are  waving  there, 

That  never  a  blight  shall  know ; 
And  the  deserts  wild  are  blooming  fair, 

And  the  roses  of  Sharon  grow. 
There  are  lovely  birds  in  the  bowers  green. 

Their  songs  are  blithe  and  sweet ; 
And  their  warblings  gushing  ever  new, 

The  angels'  harpings  greet. 

3  We  have  beard  of  the  palms,  the  robes,  the  crowns. 

And  the  silvery  band  in  white  ; 
Of  the  city  fair,  with  pearly  gates, 

All  radiant  with  light. 
We  have  heard  of  the  angels  there,  and  saints. 

With  their  harps  of  gold,  how  they  sing  ; 
Of  the  mount,  with  the  fruitful  tree  of  life, 

Of  the  leaves  that  healing  bring. 

4  Tlie  King  of  that  country,  he  is  fair. 

He's  the  joy  and  the  light  of  the  place ; 
In  his  beauty  we  shall  behold  him  there, 

And  bask  in  his  smiling  face. 
We'll  be  there,  we'll  be  there,  in  a  little  while. 

We'll  join  the  pure  and  the  blest ; 
We'U  have  the  palm,  the  robe,  the  crown, 

And  forever  be  at  rest. 

HYMN  3. 
1  Skeptic  spare  that  book, 
Touch  not  a  single  leaf, 
Nor  on  its  pages  look 

With  eye  of  unbelief : 
'Twas  my  forefather's  stay, 

In  the  hour  of  agony  ; 
1* 


6  CHOICE    SELECTION 

Skeptic  go  thy  way, 

And  let  that  old  book  be. 

2  That  good  old  book  of  life, 

For  centuries  has  stood. 
Unharmed  amid  the  strife, 

When  earth  was  drunk  with  blood 
And  would'st  thou  harm  it  now. 

And  have  its  truths  forgot  ? 
Skeptic  forbear  the  blow, 

Thy  hand  shall  harm  it  not. 

3  Its  very  name  recalls 

The  happy  hours  of  youth, 
When  in  my  grandsire's  halls 

I  heard  its  tales  of  truth ; 
I've  seen  his  white  hair  flow 

O'er  that  volume  as  he  read  ; 
But  that  was  long  ago. 

And  the  good  old  man  is  dead. 

4  My  dear  grandmoth-^r,  too, 

When  I  was  but  a  boy, 
I've  seen  her  eyes  of  blue 

^Veep  o'er  it  tears  of  joy. 
Their  traces  linger  still, 

And  dear  they  are  to  me  : 
Skeptic  forego  thy  will — 

Go — let  that  old  book  be. 


OF    HYMNS.  y 

We'll  gladly  exchange  a  world  like  this 

Where  death  triumphant  reigns, 

For  a  beautiful  home  in  that  land  of  bliss 

Where  all  is  happiness,  joy  and  peace, 

And  nothing  can  enter  that  pains. 

There  is  no  more  sorrow  and  no  more  night, 

For  the  darkness  shall  pass  away, 

The  crucified  Lamb  is  its  glorious  light 

And  the  saints  shall  walk  with  him  in  white 

In  that  happy  endless  day. 

O  there  the  loved  of  earth  shall  meet 
Whom  death  has  sundered  here. 
The  prophets  and  patriarchs  there  will  greet 
And  all  shall  worship  at  Jesus'  feet 
No  more  separation  to  fear. 
Though  trials  and  griefs  await  us  here, 
The  conflict  wall  soon  be  o'er 
This  glorious  hope  our  hearts  shall  cheer, 
For  we  know  that  the  Saviour  will  soon  ap- 
pear 
And  then  we  shall  grieve  no  more. 


HYMN  7. 
1  I  walk  a  lonely  pilgrim  here. 
O'er  life's  uneven  way  ; 
My  aching  heart  keeps  hoping,  for 
A  bright  and  better  day^; 


10  CHOICE    SELECTION 

A  glorious  home,  a  goodly  laiid^ 
The  blessed,  heavenly  rest ;  ♦ 

And  well  I  know  that  land  is  near, 
The  home  of  all  who're  blest. 

2  J,  walk  alone,  and  oft  am  sad, 

And  fall  the  briny  tears  ; 
My  heart  is  grieved  with  trials  sore, 

And  pressed  with  many  cares. 
The  better  land  no  sorrow  knows — 

There,  hushed  is  every  sigh  ; 
The  Saviour's  hand  in  kindness  wipes 

The  tear-drop  from  each  eye. 

o  1  walk  alone,  and  yet  am  glad, 

The  blessed  promise's  given, 
To  cheer  the  heart — the  lowly  one, 

Towards  that  promised  heaven. 
The  humble  path  my  Saviour  walked, 

I  scorn  it  not  to  tread  ; 
The  frowns  and  scoffs  my  Saviour  bore 

May  fall  upon  my  head. 

4  1  stand  upon  his  precious  word. 
My  soul  rejoiceth  free. 
The  glorious  light  the  gospel  gives, 

Is  light  that  shines  for  me. 
I'll  suffer  now,  I'll  triumph  then  ; 

I'll  die  for  Jesus  here, 
In  that  bright  world  I'll  live  again, 
A  conqueror's  crown  to  wear. 


OF    HYMNS.  11 

HYMN  8. 

1  Lift  up  your  heads,  Emanuel's  friends  ! 
And  taste  the  pleasure  Jesus  sends  ; 
Let  nothing  cause  you  to  delay, 

But  hasten  on  the  good  old  v.'ay. 

'hob.us. — For  I  have  sweet  hope  of  glory  in  my  soul, 
I  have  sweet  hope  of  glory  in  my  soul 
I  see,  I  see,  I'm  on  my  journey  home. 

2  Our  conflicts  here,  though  great  they  be, 
Shall  not  prevent  our  victory, 

If  we  but  watch,  and  strive  and  pray. 
Like  soldiers  in  the  good  old  Avay. 

3  Though  Satan  may  his  pov/er  employ 
Our  happy  moments  to  destroy ; 

Yet  never  fear,  we'll  win  the  day,  • 

And  shout  and  sing  the  good  old  way. 

4  Oh,  good  old  way  !  how  sweet  thou  art ! 
May  none  of  us  from  thee  depart, 

But  may  our  actions  always  say, 
We're  walking  in  the  good  old  way» 

o  And  now  on  Pisgah's  top  we  stand. 
And  view  by  faith  the  promised  land. 
So  we  will  shout,  and  sing,  and  pray, 
And  march  along  the  good  old  way, 

HYMN  9. 

The  time  soon  is  coming  by  the  prophets  foretold-. 
The  Church  in  its  pus  ity  the  world  will  behold ; 
For  Jesus'  pure  testimony  will  then  gain  the  daj 
And  all  sectarian  prejudice  will  vanish  away. 


12  CHOICE    SELECTION 

2  'Twill  then  be  discovered  wL.o  for  Jesus  will  be, 
And  wlio  are  in  Babylon,  tlie  saints  then  will  see  ; 
The  line  of  division  then  will  fully  be  drawn — 
Betvreen  the  pure  Kingdom  and  defiled  Babylon. 

'6  What  beauty  the  Church  will  then  put  on  in  her 

light, 
All  govern' d  by  Jesus  Christ  who  always  leads 

right; 
No  spot  on  her  garments  then,  in  that  glorious  day, 
Unnecessar}'-  ceremonies  vanish  away. 

i  But  oh  !  what  a  stoiTa  of  persecution  will  rise, 
False  prophets  will  raise  the  cry,  to  blind  people's 

eyes. 
And  join  the  ungodly  world — beginning  to  sink, 
And  claiming  that  they  honor  God,  though  vainly 

they  tliink. 

o  But  truth  will  prove  mighty,  then  whatever  oppose, 
The  King  in  his  majesty  wdll  conquer  his  foes  ; 
The  Church  stand  in  purity,  in  peace,  and  in  love, 
In  sight  of  her  enemies  she  rises  above. 

6  Thus  gather'd  with  Jesus  Christ,  what  peace  will 

be  found. 
What  joy,  and  what  harmony  and  love,  will  abound, 
The  earth  robed  in  beauty,  then  will  be  their  abode, 
The  Tree  of  Life  and  City,  to  enjoy  with  their  God. 

7  Now  let  all  who  wish  a  part  in  that  glorious  reign, 
Come  out  and  be  separate  from  sinners  and  sin, 
The  work  of  the  sealing  time,  is  passing  you  here, 
And  Jesus  in  the  Jubilee  is  coming  next  year. 


OF    HYMNS. 


HYMN  10. 


13 


1  When  Christ,  the  Lord,  was  doom'd  to  die, 
And  bow  to  heaven's  stern  decree, 

He  plainly  saw  the  hour  was  nigh 
"When  many  sighed  with  grief,  while  he, 
The  victim,  came  serene  and  mild. 
The  back  laid  bare,  the  scourge  he  took. 
And  bleeding  on  the  cross  was  nail'd, 
"While  Nature  feels  the  pond'rous  stroke. 
And  now  each  weeping  saint  their  grief,  their  grief  partook. 
And  now  each  weeping  saint  their  grief,  their  grief  partook . 
In  anguish  sigh'd — while  he  died — 
In  anguish  sigh'd — while  he  died — 
O,  wondrous  deed  ! 
O,  wondrous  deed  ! 
The  man  of  sorrows  dies  ! 

2  O,  list !  what  sighs  of  deep  despair — 

What  mournful  thoughts  pervade  each  breast — 
When  suddenly  bright  forms  appear — 
Earth  shakes,  the  soldiers  stand  aghast — 
And  lo,  the  Son  of  God  comes  forth — 
A  mighty  conquerer  o'er  the  grave ! 
Go,  Mary,  tell  the  joyous  truth — 
I  live  again,  with  power  to  save ! 
And  now  each  joyful  saint  their  joy,  their  joy  partake, 
And  now  each  joyful  saint  their  joy,  their  joy  partake. 
Hearts  once  sad,  now  made  glad  ; 
Hearts  once  sad,  now  made  glad ; 
Jesus  lives  again ! 
Jesus  lives  again ! 
The  conquerer  of  the  grave  ! 

3  O,  glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

He  thus  fulfils  his  faithful  word  ; 
Now  signs  reveal  his  kingdom  nigh, 
Faith  says  it  cannot  be  deferred  ; 
From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west, 
At  home,  abroad,  all  things  proclaim, 


14  CHOICE    SELECTION 

Behold,  at  hand  our  promised  rest ! 
All  things  restored,  Messiah's  reign ! 
And  now  each  waiting  saint  their  joy,  then*  joy  bespeaks, 
And  now  each  waiting  saint  their  joy,  their  joy  bespeaks. 
While  they  sing,  heavens  ring ; 
While  they  sing,  heavens  ring  ; 
Come — Glorious  King  ! 
Come — Glorious  King  ! 
The  Lord  our  Righteousness  ! 

HTMN  11. 

1  The  King  in  his  beauty  by  angels  attended, 

Soon  treading  the  pathway  of  Heaven  shall  say  : 
The  conflict  is  over,  the  warfare  is  ended, 
Arise  my  beloved,  from  earth  come  away. 

CHORUS. 

Fierce  lightnings  may  flash,  and  the  loud  thunders 
rattle. 
They  heed  not,  they  fear  not,  they're  free  from  all 
pain. 
They've  shed  their  last  tear,  they  have  fought  their 
last  battle. 
The  warfare  is  ended,  in  glory  they  reign. 

2  Tlie  graves  are  seen  bursting,  the  dark  caverns  open, 

The  rocks  and  the  mountains  down  by  him  are 
thrown, 
The  captives  are  rescued,  death's  chains  they  are 
broken. 
While  saints  of  all  ages  arise  from  the  tomb. 

-3  The  toil-worn  and  weary,  who  long  have  been 
waiting. 
The  coming  of  Christ  to  receive  their  reward. 
Rejoicing  and  shouting,  while  nature  is  shaking, 
"Together  mount  up  at  the  voice  of  the  Lord. 


OF    HYMNS.  15 

4  Fierce  lightnings  are  flashing,  loud  thunders  are 
roaring, 
Hark,  hear  the  foundation  of  earth  how  it  moves  ! 
While  nations  are  angry,  their  fate  are  deploring, 
The  saints  are  all  safe  in  the  city  above. 

HYMN  12. 

1  We're  going  home,  we've  had  visions  bright, 
Of  that  holy  land,  that  world  of  light. 
Where  the  long,  dark  night  of  time  is  past. 
And  the  morn  of  eternity's  come  at  last ; 
Where  the  Aveary  saint  no  more  shall  roam, 
But  dwell  in  a  sunny,  peaceful  home, 

Where  the  brow  with  celestial  gems  are  crowned, 
And  the  waves  of  bliss  are  dashing  around. 

O,  that  beautiful  Avorld  !  O,  that  beautiful  world  ! 

2  We're  going  home,  we  soon  shall  be 
Where  the  sky  is  clear  and  the  soil  is  free — 
Where  the  victor's  song  floats  o'er  the  plain, 
And  the  seraphs'  anthems  blend  with  its  strains — 
Where  the  sun  rolls  down  its  brilliant  flood. 
And  beams  on  a  world  that  is  fair  and  good. 
And  stars  that  dimm'd  at  nature's  doom. 

Will  sparkle  and  dance  o'er  the  new  earth  bloom. 
O,  that  beautiful  home  !    O,  that  beautiful  home  ! 

3  Where  the  tears  and  sighs  which  here  were  given. 
Are  exchanged  for  the  gladsome  song  of  heaven — 
Where  the  beauteous  forms  which  sing  and  shine 
Are  guarded  well  by  a  hand  divine. 

Pure  love's  banner  and  friendship's  wand 
Are  waving  above  that  princely  band. 
And  the  glory  of  God,  like  a  moulton  sea, 
Will  bathe  that  immortal  company. 

0,  that  beautiful  home  !  O,  that  beautiful  home  ! 


16  CHOICE    SELECTION 

4  'Mid  the  ransomed  throng,  'mid  the  sea  of  bliss, 
'Mid  the  holy  city's  gorgeousnesj , 
'Mid  the  verdant  plains,  'mid  angel's  cheer, 
'Mid  the  flowers  that  never  of  i^'inter  wear ; 
Where  the  conqueror's  song,  as  it  sounds  afar, 
Is  wafted  on  the  ambrosial  air — 
Through  endless  years  we  then  shall  prove 
The  depths  of  a  Saviour's  matchless  love. 

O,  that  beautiful  world  !  O,  that  beautiful  world  ! 

HYMN  13. 

1  I've  listed  in  the  holy  war, 

I'm  bound  for  the  throne  ; 
To  fight  for  life  and  endless  joy, 
I'm  bound  for  the  throne. 

Chorus.— AU  hail !  all  hail ! 

I'm  bound  to  join  the  union  band. 
All  hail!  aUhail! 

I'm  bomid  for  the  throne. 

2  I've  left  the  world,  with  all  its  cares, 
And  joined  a  band  of  volunteers. 

3  This  royal  band  of  warriors  are. 
Content  with  suffering  soldier's  fare. 

4  We've  fought  through  many  a  battle  sore. 
And  ready  stand  to  tight  through  more. 

0  We've  seen  the  vanquished  foe  retreat, 
While  bowing  round  the  mercy  seat. 

6  Though  battles  rage  and  wars  increase. 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  land  of  peace. 

7  A  cry  falls  sweetly  on  the  ear, 
Behold  the  Bride2;room  draweth  near. 


OF    HYMNS.  17 

8  It  is  the  Midnight  Cry,  'twill  bring, 
Our  look'd-for  long-expected  King. 

9  Then  rouse  ye  up  !  your  lamps  to  trim, 
And  go  ye  out  and  welcome  him  ! 

10  O  praise  the  Lord,  we  do  not  fear, 

To  tell  the  world  he'll  come  next  year. 

11  In  eighteen  hundred  fifty -four 

The  saints  will  shout  their  sufferings  o'er. 

12  Yes,  he  wall  come  !  our  captain's  voice 
Will  bid  our  lone,  sad  hearts  rejoice. 

13  We'll  lay  our  toil-worn  armor  down, 
And  from  his  hands  receive  the  crown. 

14  O  then  we'll  join  that  song  of  praise, 
The  countless  multitude  doth  raise. 

15  To  him  who  wash'd  us  in  his  blood, 
And  made  us  kings  and  priests  to  God. 

HYMN  14. 

1  What  vessel  are  you  sailing  in  ? 
Declare  to  us  the  same. 
Our  vessel  is  the  Ark  of  God — 
And  Christ  our  Captain's  name. 

Chorus. — We'll  face  the  storm,  it  can't  be  long, 
We'll  anchor  by-and-by ; 
We'll  face  the  storm,  it  can't  be  long, 
We'll  anchor  by-and-by. 

2.  Pray  what's  the  port  to  which  you  sail  ? 
Declare  to  vis  straightway. 
The  New  Jerusalem's  our  port — 
The  realms  of  endless  day. 

2* 


IS  CHOICE    SELECTION 

7)  How  many  souls  have  you  on  board 
The  royal  ship  divine  r 
Thousands  one  hundred  forty-four 
Shall  on  Mount  Zion  stand  : 

i  [And  on  the  sea  of  mingled  glass, 
A  throng  of  every  tongue, 
Their  song  of  praise  to  God  will  raise — 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb.] 

o  And  are  you  not  afraid  some  storm 
Your  bark  will  overv/helm  r 
We  cannot  fear,  the  Lord  is  near  ; 
Our  Father's  at  the  hehn. 

6  Our  compass  is  the  sacred  Word ; 

Our  anchor,  blooming  hope  ; 
The  love  of  God  our  main  top-sail, 
And  faith  our  cable  rope. 

7  We've  look'd  astern,  and  many  toils 

The  Lord  has  brought  us  through ; 
We're  looking  now  a-head,  and  lo  ! 
The  "land"  appears  in  view. 

8  Heave  out  the  boat !     I'll  go  along, 

If  you  can  find  me  room  ! 
We've  room  for  you  and  all  who  will 
Unto  the  Saviour  come. 

9  The  sun  is  up,  the  clouds  are  gone. 

The  heavens  above  are  clear. 
The  city  bright  appears  in  sight, 
We're  getting  round  the  pier 

CiioPvUS. — Hoist  every  sail  to  catch  the  gale, 
Each  sailor  ply  his  oar  ; 
The  night  begins  to  wear  away — 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  shore. 


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10  And  wlien  we  all  are  landed  safe 
On  the  celestial  plain, 
Onr  song  sliall  be,  "  Wortliy's  tlie  Lamb 
For  rebel  sinners  slain  !" 


HYMN  15. 

1  How  happy  is  the  man, 

Who''s  chosen  wisdom's  ways, 
And  has  measured  out  his  span. 

To  his  God  in  prayer  and  praise. 
His  God  and  his  Bible 

Are  all  that  he  desires, 
To  holiness  of  heart 

He  continually  aspires  ; 
In  poverty  he's  happy. 

For  he  knows  he  has  a  friend, 
Who  never  will  forsake  him. 

And  on  whom  he  can  depend. 

2  He  rises  in  the  morning, 

With  the  lark  he  tunes  his  lays, 
And  offers  up  a  tribute. 

To  his  God  in  prayer  and  praise  ; 
And  then  unto  his  labor 

He  cheerfully  repairs 
In  confidence,  believing. 

That  his  God  will  hear  his  prayers, 


20  CHOICE    SELECTIOfi 

Whatever  he  engages  in, 

At  home  or  abroad, 
His  object  is  to  honor 

And  glorify  his  God. 

3  In  sickness,  pain  and  sorrow, 

He  never  will  repine. 
While  he  is  drawing  nourishment 

From  Christ  the  living  vine. 
When  trouble  presses  heavily, 

He  leans  on  Jesus'  breast. 
And  in  his  precious  promises 

He  finds  a  quiet  rest. 
The  yoke  of  Christ  is  easy. 

The  burden  always  light ; 
He  tires  nor  is  weary 

Till  Canaan  heaves  in  sight. 

4  'Tis  thus  you  have  his  history. 

Through  life  from  day  to  day ; 
Keligion  is  no  mystery, 

It  is  a  beaten  way ; 
And  when  his  Saviour  calls  him, 

With  confidence  he'll  say, 
Lo !    I  shall  reign  forever 

In  bright  eternal  day. 
With  saints,  and  priests,  and  prophets, 

He'll  strike  the  golden  lyre, 
And  shout  hallelujah, 

With  all  the  heavenly  choir. 


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HYMN  in. 

1  Behold  !  Behold  !  the  Lamb  of  God, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
For  us  he  shed  his  precious  blood, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 
O,  hear  his  all  important  cry, 
"Eli  lama  sabachthani," 
Draw  near  and  sec  your  Saviour  die, 

On  the  cross,  on  the  cross. 

2  Behold  !  his  arms  extended  wide, 
Behold  !  his  bleeding  hands  and  side, 
The  sun  witholds  its  rays  of  light. 

The  Heavens  are  clothed  in  shades  of  night. 
While  Jesus  doth  with  demons  light. 

3  Come,  sinners,  see  him  lifted  up, 
He  drinks  for  you  the  bitter  cup. 

The  rocks  do  rend,  the  mountains  quake, 
While  Jesus  doth  atonement  make. 
While  Jesus  suffers  for  our  sake. 

4  And  now  the  mighty  deed  is  done. 
The  battle's  fought,  the  victory's  won, 
To  Heaven  he  turns  his  languid  eyes, 

"  'Tis  finished  "  now,  the  conqueror  cries, 
Then  bows  his  sacred  head  and  dies. 

0  Where'er  I  go,  I'll  tell  the  story, 

Of  the  cross,  of  the  cross, 
In  nothing  else  my  soul  shall  glory, 

Save  the  cross,  save  the  cross. 
Yea,  this  my  constant  theme  shall  be 
Through  time,  and  in  eternity, 
That  Jesus  tasted  death  for  me, 

On  the  cross,  on  tlie  cross. 


22  CHOICE    SELECTION 

6  Let  every  mourner  rise  and  cling, 

To  the  cross,  to  the  cross, 
Let  every  Christian  come  and  sing, 

Round  the  cross,  round  the  cross. 
There  let  the  Preacher  take  his  stand, 
And  with  the  Bible  in  his  hand, 
Declare  the  triumphs  through  the  land, 

Of  the  cross,  of  the  cross. 

7  Let  every  waiting  Pilgrim  run. 

For  a  crown,  for  a  crown, 
The  Lord  in  glory  soon  will  come. 

With  a  crown,  with  a  crown. 
O  then  the  waiting  saints  shall  be 
Enrobed  in  Immortality, 
The  King  in  beauty  then  shall  see. 

On  his  throne,  on  his  throne. 


HYMN  17. 

1  How  precious  is  the  name,  brethren  sing,  brethren 

sing, 
How  precious  is  the  name,  brethren  sing. 

How  precious  is  the  name, 

Of  Clu'ist  our  Paschal  Lamb, 
Who  bore  our  sin  and  shame  on  the  tree,  on  the  tree, 
Wlio  bore  our  sin  and  shame  on  the  tree. 

2  I'ye  given  all  for  Christ,  he's  my  all,  he's  my  all, 
I've  given  all  for  Christ,  he's  my  all; 

I've  given  all  for  Christ, 

And  my  Sjnrit  cannot  rest,  [there, 

Unless  he's  in  my  breast  reigning  there,  reigning 
Unless  he's  in  my  breast  reigning  there. 


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3  His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear,  with  delight,  with  delight, 
His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear,  with  delight ; 

His  easy  yoke  I'll  bear. 

And  his  cross  I  will  not  fear ; 
His  name  I  will  declare,  evermore,  evermore, 
His  name  I  will  declare,  evermore. 

4  And  when  my  work  is  done,  in  this  world  in  this 

world. 
And  when  my  work  is  done,  in  this  world, 

And  when  my  work  is  done, 

And  my  Christian  course  is  run, 
I'll  rise  and  meet  the  Son,  in  the  air,  in  the  air. 
I'll  rise  and  meet  the  Son,  in  the  air. 


HYMN  18. 

1  We're  going  to  a  blissful  home, 

Going  home,  going  home, 
Where  sin  and  sorrow  ne'er  can  come ; 

Going  home,  going  home. 
All  these  in  yonder  peaceful  clime, 
Uncompassed  by  the  woes  of  time, 
Our  souls  shall  know  the  joys  sublime, 

Of  our  home,  of  our  home. 

2  Lonely  and  sad  we  pass  along, 

Going  home,  going  home. 
Hoping  to  join  the  ransom'd  throng, 

Going  home,  going  home. 
Through  deserts  dark  and  drear  we  stray, 
And  wait  with  longing  hearts  the  day,       | 
When  God  shall  wipe  all  tears  away, 

In  our  home,  in  our  home. 


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3  Lift  up  your  heads  ye  weary  saints. 

Going  home,  going  home  ; 
Soon  ye  shall  end  your  sad  complaints, 

In  your  home,  in  your  home. 
Weeping  endureth  for  a  night, 
But  soon  the  morn  of  glory's  light, 
Shall  on  us  pour  its  radiance  bright, 

In  our  home,  in  our  hom.e. 

4  Come,  sinner,  with  us  journey  on, 

To  our  home,  to  our  home, 
Where  toils  and  trials  never  come, 

To  our  home,  to  our  home. 
We  know  that  Jesus  died  for  thee, 
He  would  thy  face  in  glory  see, 
And  hear  your  song  of  victory — 

Sinner  come  !  sinner  come  ! 


HYMN  19. 

1  We  are  on  our  journey  home  ; — Repeat. 

2  To  the  New  Jerusalem  — 

3  To  meet  the  Lord  in  peace  ; 

4  That  Lord  will  soon  appear  — 

5  With  the  New  Jerusalem ; 

6  All  Christians  will  enter  in — ■- 
1  To  walk  its  golden  streets ; 


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8  And  see  the  spotless  Lamb  — 

9  The  blessed  Lamb  of  God. 

10  And  play  on  harps  of  gold 

11  In  praises  to  his  name; 

12  And  wear  their  dazzling  crowns  — 

13  And  have  robes  clean  and  white  ; 

14  And  eat  of  the  tree  of  life, 

15  And  drink  the  crystal  stream. 

16  Now  angels  are  hovering  round — ■ 

17  To  bear  the  saints  all  home, 

18  To  the  New  Jerusalem. 


HYMN  20. 

1  We  shall  see  the  Saviour  coining  on  the  resuiTection 

morning, 
"While  the  saints  of  God  are  watching  and  are  waiting 

for  the  Lord  :  [iiig» 

Are  your  lamps  well  burning,  are  your  lamps  well  burn- 
Are  your  lamps  well  burning,  and  your  vessels  filled 

with  oil  ? 

2  We    have  felt  the  Advent  Glory,  while  the  \-isions 

'*  seemed  to  tarry,"  [writ. 

When  we  comforted  each  other  with  the  words  of  holy 
Are  your  garments  pure,   [repeat.] 
And  unspotted  from  the  world  ? 
3 


26*  CHOICE    SELECTION 


']  In  the  midst  of  opposition,  Daniel  keeps  the  same  po* 
sition,  [days— 

And  is  waiting  for  the  promise,  at  the  ending  of  the 
Every  one  shall  have  deliverance. 
Who  ai"e  ■\\Titten  in  the  book. 

4  In  the  day  of  earth's  dominion,  Christ  has  promised  us 
a  kingdom ;  [ed» 

Tis  not  left  to  other  nations,  and  will  never  be  destroy- 
It  shall  stand  forever. 
And  the  saints  possess  the  land, 

^5  0,  saints  of  God  take  courage,  you  will  soon  be  freed 
from  bondage. 
For  Jesus  leadsthe  anny,  and  he's  sure  to  mn  the  day. 
"When  we've  gain'd  the  victory, 
We  shall  lay  the  armor  down. 

6  We  shall  have  a  shotit  in  glory,  when  we're  telling  o'er 

the  story,  _  [king ; 

NTow  we'll  keep  ourselves  ail  ready,  to  hail  the  coming 
Then  we'll  cross  over  Jordon, 
And  never  part  again. 

7  When  we  march  into  the  city,  there  will  be  no  poor  or 

needy,  [fed. 

There  will  be  no  one  to  pity,  for  they're  all  clothed  and 
With  the  bread  of  heaven. 
And  their  robes  of  righteousness. 

55  There  wll  be  the  crj'stal  river,  and  the  tree  of  life  f'or- 

gver [Lamb. 

And  the  childi-en  all  together  praising  God  and  the 
Shouting  hallelujah, 
With,  a  pure  celestial  band. 


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HYMN   21. 

1  Will  you  go  sinniier,  go  to  tlie  highlands  of  Eden, 
^^^lel•e  the  storms  never  blow,  vihere  a  long  summer's 

given ;  [^"^g. 

Wlaere  the  bright  purple  flowers  are  their  odors  eruit- 
And  the  leaves'in  the  bowers  in  the  life  breeze  are  flit- 
ting ? 

2  Where  the  rich  golden  fniit  is  in  bright  clusters  pending. 
And  the  deep  laden  boughs  of  life's  tree  are  bending, 
Where  life's  crystal  sti-eam  is  unceasingly  fiomng 
And  the  verdure  is  green  and  eternally  growing  ? 

3  WTiere  the  saints  clothed  in  white,  cleansed  in  life's 

flowing  fountain,  [tain — 

Shining  beauteous  and  bright,  shall  inhabit  the  moun- 
Where'^no  death  nor  dismay,  neither  trouble  nor  sorrow, 
Shall  be  felt  for  to-day,  nor  be  feared  for  to-morrow  ? 

4  I've  prepared  thee  a  home — sinner,  canst  thou  believe  it  ? 
And  invite  the  to  come  ;  come,  O  come  and  receive  it. 
Will  you  come,  sinner  ?  come  !  for  the  tide  is  receding. 
And  the  Sa\-iour  -will  soon  and  forever  cease  pleading. 

HYMN  22. 

1  I  have  sought  round  the  verdant  earth  for  unfading  joy  ; 
I  have  tried  every  source  of  mirth — but  all,  all  will  cloy. 
Lord  bestow  on  me  grace  to  set  the  spirit  free. 

Thine  the  praise  shall  be — mine,  mine  the  joy. 

2  I  have  wander' d  in  mazes  dark  of  doubt  and  distress, 
I  have  not  had  a  kindling  spark  my  spirit  to  bless  ; 
Cheerless  unbelief  filled  my  labeling  soul  with  grief— 
WTiat  shall  give  relief— what  shall  give  peace  ? 

?>  I  then  turned  to  thy  gospel.  Lord,  from  folly  away, 
I  then  trusted  thy  holy  word  that  taught  me  to  pray  ; 
Here  I  found  relief,  weary  spirit  here  found  rest- 
Hope  of  endless  bliss,  eternal  day. 


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4  I'm  a  pilgrim  and  stranger  here  in  this  world  of  woe, 
But  my  Saviour  is  always  near  as  onward  I  go  ; 
Jesus  is  my  friend,  he'll  be  with  me  to  the  end, 
'And  from  my  foes  defend,  my  spirit  cheer. 

o  I  have  heard  my  Redeemer  say,  his  promise  sure, 
He  has  bid  me  watch  and  pray,  all  hardness  endure. 
Jesus,  be  my  guide,  in  thy  promise  I'll  confide ; 
Keep  me  near  thy  side,  my  Life,  my  Way. 

6  I  will  praise  now  my  heavenly  King,  I'll  praise  and  adore, 
The  heart's  richest  tribute  bring,  to  thee,  God  of  power ; 
And  where  nought  can  cloy,  in  songs  of  everlasting  joy, 
Praise  shall  our  tongues  employ,  forevermore. 

7  Hallelujah  through  heaven  shall  ring,  salvation  the 

theme, 
Glorv,  honor  and  praise  we'll  sing,  to  God  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Crowns  of  Glory  wear,  palms  of  \dctory  we  shall  bear, 
Shouts  of  triumphs  there,  never  shall  end. 

HYMN  23. 

1  Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  I  roam. 

Bound  for  the  land  of  the  bright  world  to  come  ; 

Angelic  choristers,  welcome  me  on, 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  haste  to  thy  home. 

Soon  shall  1  pass  from  this  dark  vale  of  woe, 

Home  to  the  land  of  the  righteous  I'll  go. 

Pilgrim  and  stranger  no  more  shall  I  roam, 
Joyfully,  joyfully," resting  at  home. 

2  Friends  fondly  cherished,  now  sleep  in  the  ground. 
But  they'll  awake  when  the  last  trump  shall  sound ; 

Singing  to  cheer  me  as  upward  we  soar, 
Joyfully  meeting  our  Lord  in  the  air. 
Sounds  of  sweet  melody  fall  on  the  ear. 
Harps  of  the  blessed  your  voices  I'll  hear  ! 

Ringing  wth  harmony  heaven's  high  dome, 
Joyfully,  joyfully  haste  to  thy  home. 


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Death  with  his  weapons  of  war  has  laid  low, 
Many  a  Pilgrim  who  feared  not  the  blow ; 

Jesus  has  broken  the  bars  of  the  tomb, 

Joyfully,  joyfully  will  they  come  home. 
Bright  will  the  morn  of  eternity  dawn, 
Death  shall  be  banished,  his  sceptre  be  gone ; 

Joyfully  then,  shall  I  witness  his  doom, 

JoyfiiUy,  safely  at  home. 

HYMN  24. 
I  Holy  God,  and  hast  thou  sent 
Me  here  to  preach  to-day .? 
O,  baptize  my  soul  with  love. 
And  point  me  out  the  way  : 
When  I  draw  the  gospel  bow, 
Jesus  let  thy  truth  apply — 
Let  thy  children  feel  to-day 
That  their  redemption's  nigh. 

I  Lord,  we  have  assembled  here, 

To  hear  what  thou  wilt  say  ; 
From  the  east  and  from  the  west, 

From  north  and  south  to  pray : 
If  I'm  sent  to  preach  thy  word, 

Holy  God,  display  thy  power, 
Give  us  now  a  pentecost — 

A  sweet  refreshing  shower. 

{  Christians,  Lord,  are  waiting  now, 
Their  prayers  ascend  thy  throne, 
For  thy  Kingdom  now  to  come. 
And  be  this  earth  thine  own ; 

3* 


30  CHOICE    SELECTION 

O  for  faith  to  grasp  the  prize — 

O  for  faith  that  brings  the  power — 

Lord,  we  beg,  for  Jesus'  sake, 
For  a  refreshing  shower. 

4  But  here's  backsliding  virgins,  Lord, 

Who've  left  the  narrow  way  ; 
O,  my  Lord,  must  they  be  lost 

And  be  the  devil's  prey  ? 
If  there's  mercy  for  their  souls, 

O,  now  reach  them  by  thy  power, 
Lord,  we  beg,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

For  a  refreshing  shower. 

5  Lord  of  heaven,  thy  spirit  send 

And  feed  thy  lambs  to-day — 
Help  us  in  thy  name  to  preach, 

To  hear,  to  sing  and  pray  ; 
O  for  streams  of  grace  and  love, 

O  for  tloods  of  life  and  power — 
Lord,  we  beg,  for  Jesus'  sake, 

For  a  refreshing  shower. 

6  Lord,  on  earth  we  have  no  home. 

We  are  naught  but  strangers  here — 
And  strangers  here  we  mean  to  roam, 

Till  Christ,  our  Lord  appears. 
Then  from  this  earth,  by  sin  defil'd, 

Like  good  Elijah,  we'll  ascend. 
And  with  Christ,  be  glorified 

In  Abraham's  promised  land. 


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7  By  promise,  God  to  Abraham  said, 

This  earth  should  be  his  home, 
When  from  the  curse,  it  should  be  made 

Like  Eden,  in  its  bloom. 
"When  God  to  David  thus  did  say, 

Upon  thy  throne  my  Son  shall  rule. 
My  righteous  sceptre  he  shall  sway 

When  crowns  and  kingdom's  fall. 

HYMN  25. 

1  Jesus  died  on  Calvary's  mountain. 

Long  time  ago. 
And  salvation's  rolling  fountain 
Now  freely  flows ! 

2  Once  his  voice  in  tones  of  pity. 

Melted  in  woe. 
And  he  wept  o'er  Judah's  city. 
Long  time  ago. 

3  On  his  head  the  dews  of  midnight 

Fell,  long  ago. 
Soon  a  crown  of  dazzling  sunlight 
Sits  on  his  brow. 

4  Jesus  died — yet  lives  forever. 

No  more  to  die — 

Bleeding  Jesus,  blessed  Saviour, 

Now  sits  on  high. 


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5  Now  in  heaven  he's  interceding 

For  dying  men, 
Soon  he'll  finish  all  his  pleading, 
And  come  again. 

6  Budding  fig-trees  tell  that  summer 

Dawns  o'er  the  land. 
Signs  portend  that  Jesus'  coming 
Is  near  at  hand. 

7  When  he  comes  a  voice  from  heaven 

Shall  pierce  the  tomb, 
'^  Come  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 
Children  come  home." 


HYMN  26. 

1  Hail  the  day  so  long  expected, 

Hail  the  year  of  full  release, 
Zion's  walls  are  now  erected, 

And  the  watchmen  publish  peace. 
From  the  distant  courts  of  Zion, 
The  shrill  trumpet  loudly  roars  : 

Chorus. — Babylon  is  fallen,  is  fallen,  is  fallen, 
Babylon  is  fallen,  to  rise  no  more. 

2  Hark,  and  hear  the  people  crying, 

See  the  city  disappear ; 


OF    HYMNS.  33 

Trade  and  traffic  all  are  dying, 

Lo  !  they  sink,  to  rise  no  more  ! 
Merchants  who  have  bought  her  traffic, 
Crying  from  a  distant  shore  : 
Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 

3  All  her  merchants  cry  with  wonder. 

What  is  this  that  comes  to  pass  ? 
Murmuring  like  some  distant  thunder  ; 

Crying,  O  !  alas !  alas  ! 
Swell  the  sound,  ye  kings  and  nobles, 
Priests  and  people,  rich  and  poor, 
Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 

4  Lo,  the  captives  are  returning. 

Up  to  Zion  see  them  fly  : 
While  the  heavenly  host  rejoicing, 

Shout  them  welcome  through  the  sky. 
See  the  ancients  of  the  city, 
Terrified  at  the  uproar: 

Babylon  is  fallen.  &c. 

5  Blow  the  trumpet  in  Mount  Zion, 

Christ  will  come  the  second  time, 
Ruling  with  a  rod  of  iron. 

All  who  now  as  foes  combine. 
Babel's  garments  we've  rejected, 
And  the  wedge  of  golden  ore  : 
Babylon  is  fallen,  &c. 


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HYMX  27. 

1  The  pure  testimony  put  forth  in  the  spirit, 
Cuts  like  a  sharp  two-edged  s-svord, 
And  hypocrites  now  are  most  sorely  tormenteJj 

Because  they're  condemned  by  the  ■word, 
The  pure  testimony  discovers  the  dross, 
While  wicked  professors  make  light  of  the  cross, 
And  Babylon  trembles  for  fear  of  her  loss. 

i  Is  not  this  the  truth,  that  the  church  is  now  gath- 
ered, 
Into  the  one  spirit  of  God  r 
Baptized  by  one  spirit  into  the  one  body, 
Partaking  Christ's  flesh  and  his  blood  ? 
They  drink  in  one  spirit  which  makes  them  all  see 
They're  one  in  Christ  Jesus  wherever  they  be, 
The  Jew  and  the  Gentile,  the  bond  and  the  free. 

3  Then  blow  ye  the  trumpet  in  pure  testimony. 

And  let  the  world  hear  it  again ; 
O  come  ye,  from  Babylon,  Egypt  and  Sodom, 

And  make  your  way  over  the  plain  ; 
Come  wash  all  your  robes  in  the  blood  of  the  Lamb,. 
Ajid  walk  in  the  spiiit  through  Jesus'  name, 
In  the  pure  testimony  you  will  overcome. 

4  Tlie  world  will  not  persecute  those  who're  like  them,, 

But  hold  them  the  same  as  their  own ; 
The  pure  testimony  cries  out  separation, 

Which  causes  false  teachers  to  frown ; 
Come  out  from  foul  spuits  and  practices  too, 
The  track  of  the  Saviour  keep  still  in  your  view„ 
The  pure  testimony  will  cut  the  way  through. 


<?F    HYMNS. 


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5  Tlie  crreat  prince  of  darkness  is  must' ring  his  forces, 
To^rnake  yo:i  hi^  inisoners  again, 
Bv  slanders,  reproaches  and  vile  persecution, 
'That  yoii  in  liis  cause  may  remain ; 
Then  shun  l^is  temptations  wherever  they  lie, 
Ind  fear  r^t  his  servants  whatever  they  say  ; 
The  purp  testimony  will  give  you  the  day. 

»;  A  battle  is  coming  between  the  two  kingdoms, 
The  ai'mies  are  gathering  round  ; 
The  kings  of  the  earth  and  the  Lamb  that  was  slain. 
Will  come  to  close  contest  ere  long ; 
Then  "-ird  on  your  armor  ye  saints  of  the  Lord, 
And  he  Avill  direct  you  by  his  living  word, 
The  pure  testimony  will  cut  like  a  sword, 

SECOND    PART. 

1  The  pure  testimony  is  not  to  establish 

The  selfish  inventions  of  men ; 
The  systems  of  parties  it  never  advances, 
Nor  seeks  worldly  honor  or  gain. 
'Tis  moored  in  the  temple  in  each  holy  soul, 
A.nd  then  into  words  in  a  torrent  doth  roll. 
In  love  to  the  hearers,  including  the  whole, 

2  No  systems  of  doctrines  is  by  it  established. 

But  those  that  came  down  from  above, 
True  love  to  the  Saviour,  and  love  to  our  neighbor 
The  true  testimony  approves. 
The  pure  testimony  holds  nothing  beside,— 
The  doctrines  of  devils  and  men  can't  abide     . 
The  pure  testimony,  which  lays  them  aside, 

3  No  vain  ceremonies  in  pure  testimony, 

It-^always  puts  forth  its  own  form ; 


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'Tis  no  wise  dependent  on  letter  'jistruction, 
Nor  what  worldly  wisdom  pt^rforms. 
It  holds  nothing  else,  but  Christ  Jesut  for  all, 
The  only  foundation,  which  never  can  hll, 
Tor  Jew  and  for  Gentile,  the  great  and  ti^  small- 

4  The  pure  testimony  has  uniting  power      ^^ 

To  gather  the  churches  alone, 
Without  any  movements  of  worldly  upbuildiig, 
The  saints  are  united  in  one. 
It  gives  all  directions  what  course  to  pursufe, 
And  teaches  each  member,  what  part  he  must  do, 
And  love  knows  no  party,  but  those  who  love  too. 

5  The  pure  testimony  has  no  selfish  movements. 

It  stands  independent  of  men  ; 
It  seeks  to  exalt  nothing  else  but  a  Saviour, 
And  bends  all  its  force  against  sin. 
It  holds  nothing  else,  a  Redeemer  for  men, 
But  Jesus  within  them,  to  save  them  from  sin. 
Commending  a  present  salvation  in  him. 


HYMX  28. 

I  love  it,  I  love  it,  and  who  shall  dare 

To  chide  me  for  loving  the  house  of  prayer  ? 

I  have  prized  it  long  as  a  holy  place. 

Where  my  gracious  Lord  shows  his  smiling  face. 

Do  you  ask  me  why  I  linger  here  ? 

Why  the  place  to  rne  is  so  sweet  and  dear  ? — 

Here  my  soul  was  saved  from  the  fowler's  snare. 

And  a  sacred  place  is  the  house  of  prayer. 


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2  'Tis  a  place  of  j)eace  and  a  place  of  rest, 
And  of  all  the  eartli  this  place  is  the  best, 
Here  we  feast  on  love  and  abonnd  in  joy — 
Our  hearts  beat  with  hope  and  our  tongues  we  em- 
ploy* 
In  the  praise  of  Him  who  came  to  save 
From  the  guilt  of  sin,  and  the  power  of  the  grave — 
His  love  and  truth  we  here  declare. 
And  we  love  to  pray  in  the  house  of  prayer. 

■i  Here  the  meek  and  lovviy  in  heart  agree 
To  raise  the  voice  vv  hile  they  bend  the  knee. 
And  gentle  showers  of  grace  distil, 
Our  hearts  to  cheer,  our  souls  to  fill. 
Let  the  vain  and  proud  this  place  pass  by — 
Let  them  scorn  the  thought  to  linger  nigh  ; 
But  I  love  it,  I  love  it,  and  will  declare 
That  there  is  no  place  like  the  house  of  prayer. 

-i  No  place  like  this  beneath  the  sun, 

But  there'll  be  a  place  in  the  world  to  come, 

Where  the  wicked  will  not  trouble  the  blest, 

Where  the  weary  soul  will  forever  rest. 

Where  the  prayer  of  faith  finds  its  great  reward, 

And  the  faithful  ones  v\'ill  be  with  the  Lord  ; 

But  until 'my  soul  shall  enter  there, 

Let  me  still  delight  in  the  house  of  prayer. 

HYMN  29. 
1  Arise,  arise,  your  King  is  coming  ! 
Weeping  saints,  dry  up  your  tears  ; 
The  night's  far  spent,  the  day  is  dawning; 
All  things  speak  his  advent  near ! 
4 


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Hear  the  heralds  loudly  crying,^ 

Trim  your  lamps,  the  Bridegroom's  nigh  ! 

Round  the  globe  the  truth  is  flying  ! 
The  gladly  solemn  mighty  cry. 

2  Put  off,  put  off  the  world  and  pleasure  ! 

Gird  your  loins  with  faith  and  prayer ! 
Beneath  thy  feet  tread  earthly  treasure  ; 

Adjust  thy  robes  with  gospel  care. 
On  thy  God  in  faith  relying, 

While  the  dangers  thicken  round  ! 
'Long  the  way,  though  dark  .and  trying, 

Jesus  will  thy  path  surround. 

3  Away  !  away !  the  morn  is  breaking  ! 

Softly,  sweetly  steals  along; 
The  orient  beams  their  flight  are  taking ; 

Break  forth  and  sing  a  grateful  song. 
Tune  your  harps  and  tell  the  story  ! 

Sing  redemption's  drawing  nigh  ! 
Hail  the  coming  advent  glory  ! 

Loud  proclaim  the  advent  nigl^ ! 

■1  Hail !  all  hail !  the  kingdom's  nearing  ! 

Brightly  gleams  the  signals  round  ! 
Hasten !  hasten  !  thine  appearing  ! 

Sway  the  sceptre,  take  thy  crown  ! 
Bring  the  ransomed  to  adore  thee  ! 

Bring  Creation's  Jubilee  ! 
Bring  the  morn  of  Zion's  sjlory ! 

CROWNS  OF  IMMORTALITY! 


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HYMN  30. 


1  Come  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims, 

Just  listen  while  I  sing,     • 
The  glories  of  that  kingdom, 

And  Jesus  Christ  our  Kins. 
Its  vast  extent  is  boundless, 

'Twill  spread,  from  pole  to  pole, 
Where  God,  his  unveil'd  glory. 

Shall  like  an  ocean  roll. 

Chorus. — O  wish'd  for  day. 

We'll  ever,  ever  pray 

For  glory  bright  and  realms  of  light, 

To  spend  an  endless  day. 

2  On  Eden's  plains,  Jerusalem 

From  heaven  shall  descend. 
And  God  himself  shall  dwell  with  men 

In  glory  ne'er  to  end. 
The  King  there  in  his  beauty. 

Enthroned  in  glory  bright. 
The  bride,  the  queen  surround  him, 

In  spotless  robes  of  white. 

3  The  people  all  are  righteous, 

The  heirs  of  Bulah's  land. 

The  branch  of  his  own  planting. 

The  work  of  his  own  hand, 


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There  patriarchs  and  prophets  too. 
Apostles,  martyrs  stand, 

And  ail  the  blood-besprinlvled  host, 
From  every  age  and  land. 

4  O'er  mountain,  hill  and  valley, 

Through  fields  of  living  green, 
Beside  life's  crystal  river 

The  spotless  bride  is  seen. 
With  crowns  of  dazzling  brightness. 

They  palms  of  victory  bear. 
While  melting  strains  of  music 

Float  on  the  balmy  air. 

5  The  hills  break  forth  in  singing. 

The  trees  now  clap  their  hands. 
The  lovely  rose  of  Sharon 

In  rich  profusion  stands. 
The  palm  tree,  box  and  myrtle 

Arrayed  in  beauties  rare  : 
The  lily  of  the  valley 

Will  shed  its  fragrance  there. 

6  O  would  you  see  this  kingdom^ 

And  in  its  glory  share, 
None  but  the  pure  and  holy 

Shall  ever  enter  there. 
The  last  trumpet  soon  will  sound 

That  brings  God's  saints  to  see 
The  land  of  rest,  the  land  of  life 

And  immortality. 


OF    HYMNS.  41 

HYMN  31. 

1  We're  looking  for  a  city 

When  Eden  is  restored, 
A  city  of  foundations 

Whose  builder  is  the  Lord. 
Whose  glories  are  unfading, 

Whose  beauties  are  untold. 
Whose  walls  are  built  of  Jasper, 

With  streets  of  finest  gold. 

Chorus. — Oh  !  happy  day, 

We'll  never  from  thee  stray, 

O!  glorious  sight,  'twill  be  delight, 

Within  thy  walls  to  stay. 

2  The  length  and  breadth  are  equal. 

Twelve  thousand  furlongs  square. 
And  naught  unclean  or  hateful 

Shall  ever  enter  there  ; 
The  kings  of  earth,  their  gloiy 

And  honors  well  may  bring. 
Within  thy  massy  portals. 

Great  city  of  our  King. 

3  No  need  of  any  Temple, 

Or  sun  or  moon  to  shine. 
The  Lord  thee  will  enlighten, 

His  glories  are  sublime. 
The  nations  of  the  saved 

Shall  walk  in  glory  bright, 

4* 


42  CHOICE    SELECTION 

With  Christ  the  son  of  David, 
Thine  everlasting  light. 

4  The  splendid  arches  glisten, 

Within  thy  sacred  dome, 
With  waters  clear  as  crystal 

Proceeding  fi'om  the  Throne. 
The  tree  of  life  so  healing, 

On  either  side  the  stream. 
Whose  branches  gently  waving, 

Adds  grandeur  to  the  scene. 

n  Come  all  ye  thirsty,  fainting — 

Drink  from  life's  cooling  stream. 
Which  when  you  once  have  tasted. 

You  ne'er  will  thirst  again, 
O  !  be  constrained  to  enter, 
,  Through  Christ  the  living  way, 

Then  you  can  live  forever. 
In  realms  of  endless  day. 

HYMX  32. 
1  Within  the  hallowed  forest  shade, 
I  long  to  sing  hosannah! 
The  temple  God's  own  hand  hath  made, 
Here  let  us  sing  hosannah ! 

Chorus. — Eternal  life,  eternal  life — 

We  have  it  thr>)u^h  our  Saviour  ! 
Eternal  life,  eternal  life — 
Oh,  come  and  live  forever! 


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2  To  Jesus  lift  the  heart  and  voice, 

That  we  may  sing  hosannah  ! 
Redemption's  nigh — rejoice  !  rejoice  ! 
Yes,  we  will  sing  hosannah! 

3  Israel  came  out  at  thy  command. 

Waiting  to  sing  hosannah  ! 
From  bondage  and  from  Egypt's  land. 
And  then  they  sung  hosannah  ! 

4  We  come  into  the  wilderness 

To  sing  and  shout  hosannah  ! 
Our  sacrifice,  dear  Saviour,  bless. 
And  help  us  sing  hosannah. 

HYMN  33: 
1  Afflictions,  though  they  seem  severe, 
In  mercy  oft  are  sent ; 
They  stopp'd  the  prodigal's  career, 
And  taught  him  to  repent. 

'Z  His  father  saw  him  coming  back. 
He  saw,  and  ran  and  smiled. 
And  threw  his  arms  around  the  neck 
Of  his  rebellious  child. 


3  "Father,  I've  sinn'd — but  O  forgive!" 
"  I've  heard  enough,''  he  said  ; 
"  Rejoice,  my  house,  my  son's  alive, 
For  whom  I  mourn'd  as  dead. 


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44  CHOICE    SELECTION 

4  "  Now  let  the  fattenM  calf  be  slain. 

And  spread  the  news  around  ; 

My  son  was  dead,  but  lives  again, 

Was  lost,  but  now  is  found." 

5  'Tis  thus  the  Lord  his  love  reveals, 

To  call  poor  sinners  home ; 
More  than  a  father's  love  he  feels, 
And  welcomes  all  that  come. 

HY^^IN  34. 

1  Lo,  down  in  this  beautiful  valley, 

Where  love  crowns  the  meek  and  the  lowly. 
Where  loud  storms  of  envy  and  folly. 
May  roll  on  the  billows  in  vain. 

CHORUS. 

O,  there,  there  the  Lord  will  deliver, 
And  souls  drink  this  beautiful  river, 
Which  flows  peace  forever  and  ever. 
Where  love  and  joy  does  always  increase. 

2  This  low  vale  is  far  from  contention, 
No  soul  there  can  harbor  dissension. 
No  dark  wiles  of  evil  invention, 
Belong  in  those  regions  of  peace. 

3  The  low  soul,  in  humble  subjection. 
Shall  there  find  unshaken  protection. 
The  soft  gales  of  cheering  reflection. 
The  mind  soothes  in  sorrow  and  pain. 


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45 


4  We'll  soon  leave  this  beautiful  valley, 
For  joys  far  surpassing  in  glory, 

And  dwell  with  the  meek,  pure  and  holy. 
Where  sin,  death,  and  raging  storms  cease. 

5  O,  there,  with  the  King  in  his  beauty, 
We'll  drink  wine,  and  eat  hidden  manna. 
And  praise  God  forever  in  glory. 
While  love,  and  joy  will  always  increase. 


HYMN  35. 

1  On  time's  tempestuous  ocean  wide, 

A  gallant  ship  set  sail ; 
And  out  into  the  raging  deep. 

She  stood  before  the  gale  ; 
Well  fitted  to  abide  the  storm, 

And  angry  v/aters'  foam  ; 
And  bring  the  captives  that  she  bore, 

Unto  her  haven  home. 

2  Long  was  to  be  her  voyage — the  time. 

Six  thousand  years  almost — 
Ere  she  would  make  the  highland  heights, 

Along  the  heavenly  coast ; 
Yet  with  her  sails  expanded  wide, 

On,  on  she  swiftly  flew  ; 
Bearing  with  ardent  hope  and  love, 

Her  passengers  and  crew. 


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3  Oft  tempests  have  assailed  her  round, 

And  stormy  winds  rose  high ; 
And  dark  have  been  the  mountain  waves, 

That  bore  her  to  the  sky  ; 
But  o'er  them  all,  with  steady  helm, 

She  onward  pressed  her  way  ; 
Her  compass  true  unto  the  pole. 

Guides  her  to  endless  day. 

4  Long,  long  she  has  been  out,  and  now 

She  nears  her  haven  home  ; 
A  beacon  light  hangs  o'er  her  bow, 

And  bids  her  thither  come. 
And  voices  joyful  oft  ar-e  heard. 

And  music  swelling  high  ; 
The  land  !  the  land !  the  land  ahead ! 

With  rapture  now  they  cry. 

5  Now  soon  will  she  be  safely  moor'd, 

And  anchor'd  in  the  bay ; 
And  all  her  passengers,  on  shore. 

Will  keep  a  festal  day  ; 
And  long  their  songs  of  joy  will  rise, 

Beneath  high  heaven's  dome — 
They've  pass'd  the  stormy  sea  of  time — 

They've  reach'd  their  haven  home. 


OF    HYMNS.  47 

HYMN  36. 

1  O  how  I  long  to  see  that  day 

When  the  redeem'd  shall  come 
To  Zion,  clad  in  white  array — 
Their  blissful  happy  home  : 

Chorus. — 0,  carry  me  home,  carry  me  home 
To  Mount  Zion  !  [of  love, 

Then  carry  me  home  to  that  city 
Where  saints  and  angels  dwell. 

2  To  hear  the  alleluias  roll 

From  the  unnumber'd  throng  ; 
The  kingdom  spread  from  pole  to  pole, 
And  join  redemption's  song. 

3  To  see  all  Israel  safe  at  home. 

Singing  in  Zion's  height ; 
And  Jesus  crown'd».upon  his  throne  ; 
Creation  own  his  right. 

4  All  hail !     The  morn  of  glory's  nigh, 

The  pilgrim  longs  to  see, 
That  dries  the  tear  from  every  eye — - 
Creation's  Jubilee  ! 

5  Jerusalem  I  long  to  see, 

Blest  City  of  my  King  ! 
And  eat  the  fruit  of  Life's  fair  tree, 
And  hear  the  blood-wash'd  sing ! 


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9  My  longing  heart  cries  out :  O,  come! 
Creation  groans  for, thee  ! 
The  weary  pilgrim  sighs  :  O,  come  I 
Bring  Immortality  ! 

HYMN  37. 

1  It  is  the  hour  of  Time's  farewell, 
And  soon  with  Jesus  we  shall  dwell ; 
The  speeding  moments  hasten  on, 
And  quickly  they  will  all  be  gone  ! 

CHORUS. 

I'm  going,  I'm  going — I'm  on  my  journey  home  ; 

I'm  travelling  to  a  city  just  in  sight ! 
Yes,  I'm  going,  I'm_  going — I'm  on  my  journey  home : 

I'm  travelling  to  the  New  Jerusalem  ! 

2  Then  will  the  sleeping  martyrs  rise, 
To  meet  the  Saviour  in  the  skies  ! 

No  more  will  cry,  "  How  long,  O  Lord  !" 
But  be  avenged  and  have  reward. 

3  Then  will  the  sleeping  saints  come  forth, 
Who  lie  entomb'd  in  sea  and  earth  ; 
And  robed  in  Immortality, 

Their  Jesus  "  face  to  face  "  will  see. 

4  The  living  saints — they  too  will  be 
Bemember'd  in  the  Jubilee  ; 
Caught  up  together  in  the  air. 

Their  Saviour's  triumph  they  will  share. 


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5  Haste,  then,  to  make  your  calling  sure — 
Oh !  come,  salvation  now  secure  ; 
Procrastinate — delay  no  more; 
Probation  will  be  quickly  o'er. 

6  Come  all  who  love  and  fear  the  Lord, 
Show  that  you've  faith  in  his  blest  word  ; 
If  you  would  crowns  of  glory  wear, 
For  that  great  day  prepare  !  prepare  ! 

7  Poor  sinners,  where,  where  will  you  hide  ? 
How  can  you  floods  of  fire  abide  ? 

Oh  !  if  you  would  salvation  share, 
For  that  great  day,  prepare  !   prepare  ! 

HYMN  38. 

1  I'm  marching  on  to  my  blest  home, 

And  leave  the  world  behind  me  ; 
On  that  sweet  shore  I'll  weep  no  more, 
And  sorrow  never  find  me. 

Chorus. — The  way  I  go  is  a  narrow  way, 
It  leads  to  mansions  holy, 
A  shining  way,  as  clear  as  day, 
And  leads  to  endless  glory. 

2  Come  brethren  dear  you  n^ed  not  fear, 

The  Lord  has  spoken  to  you  ; 
Obey  his  voice,  make  him  your  choice 
And  he  will  never  leave  you. 
5 


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3  Though  trials  may  your  way  beset, 

Temptation  fierce  and  fiery, 
Hold  on  to  God  and  trust  his  word. 
And  you  will  come  off  conqueror. 

4  The  vision  spake,  the  world  to  wake, 

Its  thunders  roll  through  heaven  ; 
You  heard  the  cry  and  did  obey, 
Your  hope  was  not  then  given. 

5  And  while  he  tarried  you  have  watchM, 

And  kept  your  garments  girded  ; 
Now  he  will  come — yes,  surely  come, 
So  cheer  up,  cheer  up,  brethren. 

6  Fear  not,  fear  not,  ye  little  fiock. 

It  is  your  Father's  pleasure  ; 
That  he  should  you  the  Kingdom  give, 
And  reign  with  him  forever. 

HYMN  39. 

1  Here  is  a  band  of  brethren  dear, 

I  will  be  in  this  band  hallelujah, 
Their  leader  tells  them  not  to  fear, 
I  will  be  in  this  band,  hallelujah  ; 
I  will  be  in  this  band,  hallelujah  ; 
I  will  be  in  this  band,  hallelujah. 

2  They  have  the  blessed  truth  and  light, 
The  love  of  Jesus  to  unite. 


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8  They  have  the  signs  by  which  they  tell, 
Their  King'U  soon  come  on  earth  to  dwell. 

4  They  have  a  view  of  the  blest  prize, 
The  Kingdom  now  before  them  lies. 

5  They  have  the  Midnight  Cry,  to  wake 
The  virgins,  who  have  been  asleep. 

6  O  shout  on,  children,  shout,  you're  free, 
For  Christ  has  bought  your  liberty. 

7  O  bless  the  Lord,  we  need  not  fear, 
For  Daniel  says  he'll  come  next  year. 

8  Both  prophets  and  apostles  too. 
Their  writings  show  this  doctrine  true. 


HY^IN  40. 

1  Sailor,  see  the  morn  breaks  o'er  thee, 

All  the  gloomy  shadows  flee  ; 
Gilded  are  the  skies  with  glory, 

And  the  light  beams  o'er  the  sea; 
Onward  while  the  gale  is  blowing, 

And  the  breezes  fill  thy  sails. 
While  the  tide  is  gently  flowing, 

Keep  thy  bark  before  the  gale. 

2  Cheer  up,  sailor  !  light  breaks  o'er  thee. 

Thou  art  near  the  promised  land  ! 
Zion's  mount  is  just  before  thee. 
On  its  height  thou  soon  shalt  stand. 


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Shortly  shall  thou  cease  to  wander, 
For  thy  voyage  will  soon  be  o'er ; 

Courage,  sailor  !  onward  !  yonder 
Lies  a  bright  and  blissful  shore. 

3  Toss'd  on  time's  tempestuous  ocean, 

Watchful  be  and  fearless  stand, 
For  beyond  this  wild  commotion, 

Rise  tlie  heights  of  Canaan's  land. 
Sailor,  see  the  land  is  nearing. 

There  thy  wanderings  all  are  o'er; 
Hark  !  the  heavenly  hosts  are  cheering. 

See !  they  throng  the  coming  shore. 

HYIMN  41. 

1  The  pearl  that  worldlings  covet  now. 

Is  not  the  pearl  for  me  ; 
Its  beauty  fades  as  quickly  too 
As  sunshine  on  the  sea  ; 

But  there's  a  pearl  sought  by  the  wise, 

It's  call'd  the  pearl  of  greatest  price  ; 
Though  few  its  value  see. 

O,  that's  the  pearl  for  me, 

O,  that's  the  pearl  for  me, 

O,  that's  the  pearl  for  me. 

2  The  crown  that  decks  the  monarch  no\'.% 

Is  not  the  crown  for  me ; 
It  dazzles  but  a  moment  too. 
Its  brightness  soon  will  flee  ; 


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53 


But  there's  a  crown  prepared  above, 
For  all  who  walk  in  humble  love, 

Forever  bright  'twill  be. 

O,  that's  the  crown  for  me,  &c. 

}  The  hope  that  sinners  cherish  now, 

Is  not  the  hope  for  me  ; 
Most  surely  will  they  perish  too, 

Unless  from  sin  made  free  ; 
But  there's  a  hope  which  rests  in  God, 
And  leads  the  soul  to  keep  his  word. 

And  sinful  pleasures  flee. 

O,  that's  the  hope  for  me,  &c. 

4  The  road  that  many  travel  now. 

Is  not  the  road  for  me ; 
It  leads  to  death  and  sorrow  too, 

In  it  I  would  not  be. 
But  there's  a  road  that  leads  to  God, 
'Tis  mark'd  by  Christ's  most  precious  blood, 

The  way  for  all  is  free. 

O,  that's  the  road  for  me,  &c. 

HYMN  42. 

1  Yes,  He  will  come,  though  Pharasee 
And  learned  Doctors  disagree  ; 
Though  many  wise  and  great  oppose, 
And  fearless  rally  with  his  foes. 

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54  CHOICE    SELECTION 

2  For  it  hatli  ever  pleased  the  Lord, 
That  such  should  stumble  at  his  word  ; 
While  babes  and  humble  souls  receive 
His  spirit's  teachings,  and  believe. 

3  Then  fear  not.  He  will  surely  come, 
And  take  his  waiting  servants  home. 
But  closer  to  the  scriptures  cling, 
From  which  alone  true  light  shall  spring. 

4  The  Bible  !  now  v»  hat  glories  shine 
In  its  unvarnished  truths  divine  ! 
Though  in  sackcloth  shades  concealed, 
Its  mysteries  are  at  length  unsealed. 

5  But  wc  rejoice  with  joy  untold. 
To  see  its  latest  signs  unfold  ; 

For  now  we  "  know  the  summer's  near," 
And  hail  the  glorious  advent  here. 

HYMN  43. 
1  Star  of  hope  !     He'll  soon  appear  ! 
O,  shout  and  sing  hosanna  ! 
The  last  loud  trumpet  speaks  him  near  ! 
Hosanna  !  Sing  hosanna  ! 

Chokus. — Eternal  life  !  Eternal  life  ! 

We  have  it  through  our  Saviour  ! 
Eternal  life  !  Eternal  life  ! 
O,  come  and  live  forever. 


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2  Hail  him  all  saints  from  pole  to  pole, 

And  raise  one  loud  hosanna  ! 
How  welcome  to  the  faithful  soul ! 
How  worthy  our  hosanna  ! 

3  From  heaven  angelic  voices  sound, 

And  join  the  sweet  hosanna  ! 
Behold  the  Lord  of  glory  crown'd ! 
And  earth  responds,  hosanna  ! 

4  The  grave  yields  up  its  precious  trust, 

To  swell  the  wide  hosanna  ; 
Awake  !  ye  slumberers  in  the  dust. 
Awake  !  and  sino;  hosanna  ! 

5  Resplendent  forms  ascending  fair. 

Prolong  the  glad  hosanna, 
And  meet  the  Saviour  in  the  air — 
Hosanna !    Sinn;  hosanna  ! 


'& 


6  The  saints  rejoice,  they  shout,  they  sing, 
With  rapture  chant  hosannas  ; 
And  hail  him  their  triumphant  King  ! 
Forever  sing  hosannas ! 

HYMN  44. 

1  List, 'ye  mortals !  hear  the  sound 

That  calls  you  to  prepare. 

Hear  creation  groaning  round. 

In  sighs  of  deep  despair ! 


56  CHOICE     SELECTION 

See  the  nations  in  distress, — 
Monarchs  look  with  anxious  eye, 

Of  all  their  hopes  they  are  bereft, 
O,  haste  !  the  Judgment's  nigh  ! 

2  Mark !   the  signs  have  all  pass'd  by 

That  speak  the  Conqueror  near. 
Soon  you'll  see  with  your  eye 

The  Lord  of  lords  appear, 
In  a  cloud  of  glory  bright, 

Seated  on  his  dazzling  throne. 
Myriads,  clad  in  spotless  white, 

Surround  the  Mighty  One. 

3  Say,  poor  sinner,  can  you  stand 

Before  him  in  that  day  ? 

Can  you  raise  your  puny  hand 
Or  lift  your  voice  and  say 
I  was  not  kindly  warned  by 
His  faithful  watchmen  and  his  word  r 

Ah,  you  heeded  not  their  cry, — 
God's  warning  was  deferred. 

4  Then  you'll  stand  back  in  black  despair; 

Remorse  will  shroud  your  heart ; 
Sins  forgotten  will  appear, — 

And  poignant  grief  impart. 
Come,  then,  lay  your  scoffing  by, 

Ere  the  day  of  mercy's  past, 
And  you  in  horror  stand  and  cry — 

I'm  doomed  to  die  at  last ! 


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HYMN  45. 

1  The  friends  that  flee  when  trials  come, 

Are  not  the  friends  for  me, 
Like  frighted  birds,  ah  !  see  how  soon 

Their  place  will  vacant  be. 
But  there's  a  friend  I  dearly  love, 
Who  for  me  left  the  realms  above, 
And  died  upon  the  tree — 
O,  that's  the  friend  for  me, 
O,  that's  the  friend  for  me, 
O,  that's  the  friend  for  me. 

2  This  world,  with  all  its  fleeting  show. 

Is  not  the  world  for  me  ; 
'Tis  mix'd  with  many  tears  of  woe. 

And  scenes  of  misery. 
But  there'  a  world  so  pure  and  fair, 
And  all  the  saints  shall  enter  there, 

From  sin  and  sorrow  free — 

O,  that's  the  world  for  me,  &c. 

3  A  city  fair,  for  saints  a  home, 

From  God,  is  coming  down  ; 
His  children  rest,  no  more  to  roam, 

In  New  Jerusalem. 
Oh!  Jesus,  come,  come  quickly,  come. 
We  long  to  see  our  heavenly  home 

Of  Immortality — 

O,  that's  the  home  for  me,  &c. 


58  CHOICE    SELECTION 

HYMX  46. 

1  I  love  the  holy  Son  of  God, 
Who  once  this  vale  of  sorrow  trod, 
Who  bore  my  sins  a  dreadful  load, 

Up  Calvary's  gloomy  mountain : 
There  on  the  cross  the  Saviour  hung, 
The  sport  of  many  an  impious  tongue, 
W'^hile  pain  extreme  his  nature  wrung, 

And  flowed  life's  crimson  fountain. 

2  The  sun  would  not  behold  the  scene, 

But  round  him  threw  night's  sable  screen  ; 
Nature  was  robed  in  mourning  mein. 

And  sighed  when  Jesus  suffered. 
But  ah  !  his  persecutors  stood. 
Reviling  Christ,  the  Son  of  God, 
Unmoved  to  see  his  gushing  blood. 

And  shocking  insults  offered. 

3  O  !  why  did  not  his  fury  burn. 

And  floods  of  vengeance  on  them  turn  ? 
Amazing !  see  his  bowels  yearn 
In  soft  compassion,  on  them. 
No  fury  kindles  in  his  eyes. 
They  beam  with  love — and  when  he  dies, 
"  Father,  forgive,"  the  sufferer  cries, 
"  They  know  not " — 0  forgive  them. 

4  How  ardent  ought  my  love  to  be 

To  him  who'se  done  so  much  for  me  ; 


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My  Constant  service,  faithful,  free — 

And  all  my  powers  employing. 
I  should  my  cross  with  pleasure  bear, 
And  place  my  all  of  glorying  there, 
In  his  reproach  most  gladly  share, 
In  tribulation  joying. 

5  And  never  shall  it  be  concealed, 
He  hath  to  me  his  love  revealed, 
Of  all  my  sins  a  pardon  sealed — 

I  feel  his  blessed  favor : 
In  him  I  do  and  will  rejoice  ; 
I'll  praise  him  with  a  cheerful  voice, 
Until  the  theme  my  tongue  employs 

In  realms  of  bliss  forever. 

HYMN  47. 

1  The  glorious  day  is.  drawing  nigh 

When  Zion's  light  shall  come  ; 
She  shall  arise  and  shine  on  high. 

Bright  as  the  morning  sun, 
The  north  and  south  their  sons  resign, 

And  earth's  strong  pillars  bend  ; 
Adorn'd  as  bride,  Jerusalem 

All  glorious  shall  descend. 

2  The  King  that  bears  the  golden  crown. 

The  azure  flaming  bow  ; 

The  holy  city  shall  bring  down 

To  bless  his  saints  helow^ 


60  CHOICE    SELECTION 

When  Zion's  bleeding,  conqu'ring  King 
Shall  sin  and  death  destroy  ; 

The  morning  stars  together  sing, 
And  Zion  shout  for  joy. 

3  The  holy,  bright,  triumphant  band 

Shall  tune  their  harps  of  gold.; 
With  palms  of  vict'ry  shall  they  stand. 

Fair  Salem  to  behold, 
Descending  with  such  melting  strains, 

Jehovah's  name  above ; 
Such  notes  through  earth's  extensive  plains 

Were  never  heard  before  ! 

4  Let  Satan  rage  and  boast  no  more. 

Ye  fiends  of  darkness,  fly; 
Though  saints  are  feeble,  weak  and  poor. 

Their  great  Redeemer's  nigh, 
He  is  their  shield— their  hiding  place — 

A  covert  from  the  wind — 
A  shady  rock  of  boundless  grace. 

Throughout  this  weary  land. 

5  The  crystal  streams  run  down  from  heaven, 

They  issue  from  the  throne  ; 
The  floods  of  strife  away  are  driven. 

The  Church  is  always  one. 
That  peaceful  union  she  shall  know, 

And  live  upon  his  love  ; 
And  shout  and  sing  of  grace  below? 

As  angels  do  above. 


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HYMN  48. 

1  O  souls  by  love  together  knit, 

Cemented,  mix'd  in  one, 
One  hope,  one  heart,  one  mind,  one  voice — 

'Tis  heaven  on  earth  begun ! 
Our  hearts  have  burnM  while  Jesus  spoke, 

And  glow'd  with  sacred  fire. 
He  stoop'd  and  talk'd,  and  fed,  and  bless'd 

And  filPd  the  enlarg'd  desire. 

CHORUS. 

"  A  Saviour  /"  let  creation  sing. 

"  A  Saviour  /"  let  the  heavens  ring. 
''Tis  God  with  us — wejeel  him  ours  I 
His  fullness  in  our  souls  he  yours. 
'  Tis  almost  done — His  almost  o''er  ; 
We''lljoin  with  him  ivho'^se  gone  bejore  ; 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  blissful  shore, 
Where  we  shall  meet  to  part  no  more. 

2  We're  soldiers,  fighting  for  our  God. 

Let  trembling  cowards  fly  : 
We'll  stand  unshaken,  firm  and  fix'd, 

With  Christ  to  live  and  die. 
Let  devils  rage,  and  hell  assail, 

We'll  fight  our  passage  through  ; 
Let  foes  unite,  and  friends  desert, 

We'll  seize  the  crown  in  view. 
6 


63  CHOICE    SELECTION 

3  The  little  cloud  increases  still ; 

The  heavens  are  big  with  rain  ; 
We  wait  to  catch  the  teeming  shower, 

And  all  its  moisture  drain. 
A  rill,  a  stream,  a  torrent  flows  : 

But  pour  a  mighty  flood  ; 
O  sweep  the  nations,  shake  the  earth, 

Till  all  proclaim  thee  God. 

4  And  when  thou  makest  thy  jewels  up. 

And  set'st  thy  starry  crown. 
When  all  thy  sparkling  gems  shall  shine, 

ProclaimM  by  thee  thine  own — 
May  we,  a  little  band  of  love, 

We  sinners,  saved  by  grace. 
From  glory  unto  glory  changed, 

Behold  thee  face  to  face. 


HYMN  49. 

Saviour,  thou  wast  meek  and  lowly, 
Pure  and  spotless,  without  sin  ; 

Loved  and  worshipped  by  the  holy, 
Hasten  thy  return  again. , 

Gentle  Sehpherd,  Israel's  Saviour, 
Hear  thy  children's  plaintive  cry  ! 

Come  !  O,  come  !  and  reign  forever, 
Hush  the  pilgrim's  mournful  sigh. 


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3  Come  !  O,  come  !  thou  son  of  Jesse, 

Haste  !  we  long  to  reach  our  home  ; 
On  thy  promise  we  are  resting — 

Come !  O,  come !  reign  on  thy  throne  ! 

4  Come  !  0,  come  !  thou  Judah's  Lion, 

Now,  we  haste  to  strike  our  harp, 
With  thee  in  our  blissful  Zion, 
Never,  never  more  to  part. 

HYMN  50. 

1  Awake !  arise  !  his  chariot  wheels 

The  faithful  watchmen  hear  ; 
King  Jesus  comes,  the  signs  reveal, 

His  coming  glory  near. 
Rise  !  trim  your  lamps !  go  forth  to  meet ! 

For,  hark  !  his  chariot  rolls. 
Gird  up  your  loins  !  go  forth  and  greet 

The  Bridegroom  of  your  souls. 

CHORUS. 

Hosannah  !  be  his  name  adored. 

Forever  faithful  to  his  word. 

In  glory  comes  to  place  his  bride. 

In  regal  grandeur  by  his  side  ; 

Ye  weeping  saints  break  forth  and  sing 

The  coming  glories  of  your  king. 

In  rapturous  strains  make  heaven  ring. 


64  CHOICE    SELECTION 

2  We  watch,  obedient  to  his  word, 

Let  foolish  virgins  sleep  ; 
We  daily  in  our  God  rejoice, 

And  nightly  vigils  keep  ; 
We  trim  our  lamps  with  fresh  supplies 

Of  sanctifying  grace  ; 
We  watch,  we  pray,  we  pant,  we  rise, 

To  stand  before  his  face. 


HYMN  51. 

There  we  shall  reign  with  Jesus, 

On  that  delightful  shore  ; 
And  shout  with  the  redeemed, 

Our  trials  being  o'er; 
The  wicked  cease  from  troubling, 

The  weary  are  at  rest  ; 
Then,  we  shall  reign  with'  Jesus 

Eternal  asjes  blest. 

We  shall  be  like  the  ang-els, 

In  that  IMMORTAL  throng  ; 
And  shouting  his  salvation, 

Shall  be  our  lasting  song, 
They  sing  creating  goodness, 

And  we  redeeming  love  ; 
And  this,  shall  be  our  business 

While  endless  ages  move. 


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3  This  love,  so  freely  flowing — 

It  animates  the  heart, 
This  love,  is  still  abounding 
In  every  place  and  part ; 
•     Unites  us  all  together, 

And  makes  us  of  one  soul ; 
h  is  the  balm  of  Gilead, — 
It  makes  the  wounded  whole. 

4  This  love  through  endless  ages. 

It  ever  is  the  same ; 
'Tis  this  our  heart  eno-ages 

To  love  and  serve  the  Lamb. 
This  love  can  ne'er  be  bounded. 

Though  faith  and  hope  should  cease ; 
This  love  can  ne'er  be  ended, 

But  ever  will  increase. 

5  Come  on  my  loving  brethren, 

The  land  is  just  before  ; 
The  Harvest-field  is  ripening. 

The  conflict  almost  o'er  ; 
O  let  us  all  be  humble, 

Be  watching  unto  prayer; — 
Without  a  wedding  garment. 

You'll  never  enter  there. 

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HYMN  52. 

1  Come  all  ye  Christian  pilgrims, 

Who're  bound  to  Canaan's  land  ; 
Take  courage  and  fight  manfully, 

Stand  fast  with  sword  in  hand; 
Our  Captain's  gone  before  us  ; 

The  Father's  only  Son  ; 
Then  pilgrims  dear,  pray  do  not  fear. 

But  let  us  travel  on. 

2  We  have  a  howling  wilderness, 

Beset  with  hail  and  snow  ; 
A  land  of  drought  and  gloominess. 

Where  chilly  winds  do  blow. 
But  Jesus  will  go  with  us, 

And  guide  us  on  the  way  ; 
If  enemies  examine  us. 

He'll  teach  us  what  to  say. 

3  "  Good  morning,"  said  the  enemy, 

"  Pray  tell  to  me  your  name  ; 
"  And  whither  are  you  going  to, — 

"  Likewise  from  whence  you  came?" 
"  My  name  it  is  bold  pilgrim, 

"  To  Canaan  I  am  bound  ; 
"  I'm  from  the  howling  wilderness  ! 

"  From  that  enchanted  ground  !" 


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4  "  Pray,  what  is  that  upon  your  head ; 

"  That  shines  so  clear  and  bright  ? 
"  What  do  I  see  upon  your  breast; 

"  That  dazzles  in  my  sight? 
"  What  kind  of  shoes  are  those  you  wear, 

"  On  which  you  boldly  stand  ? 
"  Likewise  that  shining  instrument, 

"  You  hold  in  your  right  hand  ?" 

5  "  'Tis  glorious  Hope  upon  my  head, 

"  And  on  my  breast  my  Shield  ; 
"  With  sword  in  hand,  I  mean  to  fight! 

"  Until  I  take  the  field  ! 
"  My  feet  are  shod  with  Gospel  Grace  ; 

"  On  which  1  boldly  stand  ; 
"  My  Leader's  strong, — we'll  win  the  day, 

"  And  gain  the  Promised  Land." 

6  "  You'd  better  change  your  course,  I  think, 

"  And  give  your  journey  o'er  ; 
"  Your  Captain  now  is  out  of  sight, 

"  His  face  you'll  see  no  more  ; 
"  I  am  a  Prince  !  my  fame  is  great  I 

"  This  Land,  belongs  to  ME  ! 
"  As  for  your  arms,  and  dress  and  prize  : 

"  ril  give  them  all  to  thee." 

7  "  No!  never!"  said  the  pilgrim  bold, 

"  Your  otTers  I  disdain ! 


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"  Eternal  Life,  with  all  its  joys, 

"  I  shortly  shall  obtain, 
"If  I  but  hold  out  faithful  to 

"  My  Captain's  just  commands, 
"  I  surely  shall  be  heir  with  him, 

"  To  Beulah's  peaceful  land." 

HYMN  53. 

1  Thouojh  troubles  assail  and  dangers  affrio-ht, 

mi  o  O         ' 

Though  friends  all  shall  fail,  and  foes  all  unite, 
Yet  one  thing  secures  us  whatever  betide. 
The  promise  assures  us  the  Lord  will  provide. 

2  The  birds  without  barn  or  store-house  are  fed, 
From  them  let  us  learn  to  trust  in  our  Head; 
His  saints  what  is  fitting  shall  ne'er  be  deny'd, 
So  long  as  it's  written  the  Lord  will  provide. 

3  We  all  may  like  ships  by  tempests  be  tost, 
On  perilous  deeps,  but  shall  not  be  lost ; 
Though  Satan  enrages  the  wind  and  the  tide, 
Yet  Scripture  engages  the  Lord  will  provide. 

4  His  call  we'll  obey  like  Abraham  of  old, 
We  know  not  the  way,  but  faith  makes  us  bold ; 
For  though  we  are  strangers  we  have  a  sure 

guide, 
And  trust  in  all  dangers,  the  Lordvill  provide. 

5  When  Satan  appears  to  stop  up  the  path, 
And  fills  us  with  fears,  we'll  triumph  by  faith ; 


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He  cannot  take  from  us,  though  oft  he  has  try'd, 
This  heart-cheering  promise,   the  Lord    will 
provide. 

6  He  tells  us  we're  weak,  our  hope  is  in  vain. 
The  good  that  we  seek  we  ne'er  shall  obtain  ; 
But  when  such  suggestions  our  graces  have 

try'd,  [vide. 

This  answers  all  questions,  the  Lord  will  pro- 

7  No  strength  of  our  own  or  goodness  we  claim. 
Our  trust  is  all  thrown  on  Jesus'  own  name  ; 
In  this  our  strong  Tower  for  safety  we  hide, 
The  Lord  is  our  power,  the  Lord  will  provide. 

8  When  time  sinks  away  and  the  land  heaves 

in  view. 
The  word  of  his  grace  shall  guide  us  safe  thro' ; 
Nor  fearing,  nor  doubting,  wdth  Christ  on  our 

side,  [vide. 

We  then  shall  rise  shouting  the  Lord  will  pro- 


HYMN  54. 

1  There's  a  world  of  peace  and  pleasure. 

Faith  can  discern. 
Where  lies  my  dearest  treasure, — 

There's  where  my  heart  doth  turn, 
Here  o'er  this  ruin'd,  dark  creation, 

Sadly  I  roam ; 


70  CHOICE    SELECTION 

Still  longing  for  the  great  salvation, 
And  for  my  own  bless'd  home. 

Chorus. — All  the  world  is  dark  and  dreary, 

Eveiy  where  I  roam  ;      [weary, 

O,  pilgrims,  how  my  heart  grows 

Far  from  my  own  bless'd  home. 

2  There  are  those  mansions  full  of  glory, 

By  Christ  prepared, 
Where  we'll  recount  the  wondrous  story. 

Why  joys  divine  are  shared. 
Then  all  the  sons  of  God  united, 

Joyful  will  sing ; 
O  what  a  shout  from  souls  delighted. 

All  heav'n  and  earth  will  ring ! 

3  Still  best  of  all  to  see  my  Saviour, 

There  on  the  throne. 
Smiles  shouting  forth  his  lo\e  and  favor, 

And  meeting  all  his  own. 
When  shall  we  hear  that  voice  inviting, 

"Ye  blessed  come?" 
When  shall  we  joyful  there  uniting. 

Praise  God  that  we're  at  home  ? 


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HYMN  55. 

1  The  Midnight  Cry  in  mercy  sounds,^ 

The  faithful  watchman  lifts  his  voice  ; 
Its  thrilling  tones  re-echo  round, 

To  bid  the  yaints  rejoice. 
Then  virgins  rise,  break  forth  and  sing 
The  glorious  Advent  of  your  King  ! 

The  Midnight  Cry  in  mercy  sounds, 
Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord ! 

2  Blow !    Watchman — blow  a  certain  sound  ! 

For  dark  and  dangerous  is  the  night, 
And  daring  scoffers  thicken  round — 

The  evil  servants  smite  ; 
The  faithful  ones  who  watch-care  keep, 
With  lamps  well  trimm'd— nor  can  they  sleep. 
The  Midnight  Cry  in  mercy  sounds, 
Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord  ! 

3  Tho'  midnight  hour,  God's  word  sheds  light ; 

Its  brilliant  rays  dispel  the  gloom ; 
The  pilgrim's  pathway  now  grows  bright — 

T?he  King  is  coming  soon. 
Then  tune  your  harps  once  more  and  sing 
Your  sweetest  strains  to  Zion's  King. 

The  Midnight  Cry  in  mercy  sounds. 
Go  forth  to  meet  your  Lord  ! 

4  Behold !  he  comes — the  mighty  one — 

Ye  virgins,  rise  !  go  forth  and  meet ! 

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72  CHOICE    SELECTION 

Dry  up  your  tears  !  the  Bridegroom  comes, 

His  weeping  bride  to  greet. 
The  trumpet  sounds — the  day  has  broke — 
The  living  changed — the  dead  awoke, 

To  blend  their  songs  in  gushing  strains. 

All  hail !     Messiah  reigns ! 


HYMN  56. 

1  As  near  to  Calvary  I  pass, 
Methinks  I  see  a  bloodv  cross, 

Where  a  poor  victim  hangs ; 
His  flesh  with  rugged  irons  tore, 
His  limbs  all  dressed  in  purple  gore. 

Gasping  in  dying  pangs. 

2  Surpris'd  the  spectacle  to  see, 
I  ask'd  who  can  this  victim  be 

In  such  exquisite  pain  ? 
Why  thus  consign'd  to  woes?    I  cried. 
"  "Tis  I,'   the  bleeding  Lamb  replied, 
"  To  save  a  world  from  sin." 

3  Jesus  for  rebel  mortals  dies  ! 
How  can  it  be  ?   my  soul  replies, 

What !  Jesus  die  for  me  ? 
"Yes,"  saith  the  suffering  son  of  Godi 
"  I  give  my  life,  I  spill  my  blood. 

For  thee,  poor  wretch,  for  thee." 


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73 


4  Lord,  since  thy  life  tliou'st  freely  given, 
That  I  may  live  and  not  be  driven 

To  darkness  and  to  death — 
Now  at  thy  feet,  dear  Lord,  I'll  fall, 
Give  thee  my  heart,  my  life,  my  all, 

To  share  thy  reign  on  earth. 

HYMN  57. 

1  Hear  the  glorious  proclamation, 
The  glad  tidings  of  salvation. 
Hear  the  glorious  proclamation 

Of  the  Saviour's  coming  near. 

'horus. — While  the  choir  of  angels, 

While  the  choir  of  angels. 

While  the  choir  of  angels. 

Shall  be  chanting  through  the  air. 

2  Hark  !  the  tidings  onvi^ard  rolling, 
Jesus  comes  the  world  controlling ! 
Hark!  the  tidings  onward  rolling, 

Jesus  comes  on  earth  to  reign. 

ti  See  the  "  sign"  in  heaven  appearing, 
And  the  blazing  chariot  nearing. 
See  the  "  sign  "  in  heaven  appearing, 
And  the  Saviour  coming  there. 

And  the  dead  to  life  awaking. 
See  the  earth  in  terror  shaking. 
And  the  sleeping  saints  arise. 


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5  Now  on  wings  of  light  ascending, 
"With  a  shining  host  attending  ; 
Now  on  wings  of  light  ascending, 

See  them  mount  up  to  the  skies. 

6  See  the  banner  waves  in  glory. 
While  ten  thousand  tell  the  story, 
See  the  banner  waves  in  glory, 

And  all  the  saints  are  there. 

7  They  are  saved  from  death  forever, 
Praise  to  him  who  did  deliver. 
They  are  saved  from  death  forever. 

Having  Immortality. 


HYMN  58. 

1  Let  party  names  no  more. 

The  christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  Head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth. 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance. 
With  mutual  blessings  crown'd. 

3  Let  envy,  child  of  hell ! 

Be  banishM  far  away  ; 
Those  should  in  strictest  friendship  dwell 
Who  the  same  Lord  obey. 


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4  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above, 
Where  streams  of  pleasure  ever  flow. 
And  ev'ry  heart  is  love. 

HYMN  59. 

1  Christian  !     Christian  ! 
Christian,  thy  labor's  soon  o'er, 

Thy  term  of  probation's  soon  run, 
Thy  steps  are  now  bound  for  Emanuel's  shore, 
And  soon  will  thy  rest  be  begun. 

2  Christian  !     Christian  ! 
Christian,  look  not  on  the  strife, 

Or  the  pleasures  of  earth  with  regret, 
Nor  pause  on  the  threshold  of  eternal  life, 
To  mourn  for  the  day  that  is  set. 

3  Christian  !     Christian  ! 
Christian,  no  fetters  will  bind. 

No  wicked  have  power  to  molest ; 
There  the  weary  like  thee — there  the  mourn- 
ers shall  find 
A  Heaven,  a  home  of  sweet  rest  ! 

HYMN  60. 
1  Come,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 
Come  and  obey  his  sacred  word  ; 
He  died,  and  rose  again  for  you  ; 
What  more  could  the  Redeemer  do  ? 
7* 


76  CHOICE    SELECTION 

2  All  ye  that  love  Immanuel's  name, 
And  long  to  feel  th'  increasing  flame, 
'Tis  you,  ye  children  of  the  light. 
The  Spirit  and  the  Bride  invite. 

3  Immers'd  by  John  in  Jordan's  wave. 
The  Saviour  left  his  wat'ry  grave  ; 
Heaven  own'd  the  deed,  approv'd  the  way 
And  bless'd  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command. 
Now  on  the  water's  brink  we  stand, 
Keady  to  walk  into  the  wave, 

A  lively  emblem  of  the  grave. 

.  5  Let  neither  shame,  nor  fear,  nor  pride. 
Divert  our  steady  feet  aside  ; 
'Tis  by  appointment ;  in  thy  name, 
We  venture  down  into  the  stream. 

6  Lord  of  the  universe  !  look  down 
And  make  thy  great  salvation  known ; 
Teach  these  thy  children  to  obey, 
And  follow  "  Jesus  in  the  way.  " 

HYMN  61. 

1  Afflicted  saint,  to  Christ  draw  near, 
Thy  Saviour's  gracious  promise  hear; 
His  faithful  word  declares  to  thee. 
That  as  thy  days  thy  strength  shall  be. 


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2  Let  not  my  heart  despond  and  say, 
How  shall  I  stand  the  trying  day  ? 
He  has  engaged,  by  firm  decree, 
That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

3  Should  persecution,  rage  and  flame, 
Still  trust  in  thy  Redeemer's  name  ; 
In  fiery  trials  thou  shalt  see, 

That  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

4  When  called  to  bear  thy  weighty  cross, 
Or  sore  affliction,  pain  or  loss, 

Or  deep  distress  or  poverty, — 

Still  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

5  When  the  white  throne  appears  in  view, 
Christ's  presence  shall  thy  foes  subdue  ; 
He  comes  to  set  his  people  free. 

And  as  thy  days,  thy  strength  shall  be. 

HYMN  62. 

1  Hear,  O  sinner! — mercy  hails  you, 

Now  with  sweetest  voice  she  calls ; 
Bids  you  haste  to  seek  the  Saviour, 
Ere  the  hand  of  justice  falls ; 

Hear,  O  sinner  ! — 
'Tis  the  voice  of  mercy  calls. 

2  See  the  storm  of  vengeance  gathering 

O'er  the  path  you  dare  to  tread ; 


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Hark  !  the  awful  thunders  rolling 
Loud,  and  louder  o'er  your  head  ; — 

Turn  O  sinner  ! — 
Lest  the  lightnings  strike  you  dead. 

3  Haste !    O  sinner !  to  the  Saviour, 
Seek  his  mercy  while  you  may  ; 
Soon  the  day  of  grace  is  over ; 
Soon  your  life  will  pass  away ! 

Haste,  O  sinner  ! — 
You  must  perish — if  you  stay. 

HYMN  63. 

1  "Rise  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings. 

Thy  better  portion  trace  : 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 

Toward  thy  destined  place  : 
Sun  and  moon,  and  stars  decay, 

The  Lord  will  soon  this  earth  renew. 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away, 

To  seats  prepared  for  you. 

2  Fly  me  riches,  fly  me  cares, 

While  I  that  coast  explore : 
Flatt'ring  world,  with  all  thy  snares, 

Solicit  me  no  more. 
Pilorims,  fix  not  here  your  home, 

Strangers  tarry  but  a  night : 
When  the  last  great  morn  shall  come, 

We'll  rise  to  joyful  light ! 


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3  Come  my  brethren,  face  the  storm, 

Press  onward  to  the  prize : 
Soon  our  Saviour  will  return, 

Triumphant  in  the  skies: 
Yet  a  season  and  you  know, 

Happy  entrance  will  be  given  ; 
All  our  sorrows  left  below,  , 

And  earth  renew'd  and  heaven. 


HYMN  64. 

1  The  great  tremendous  day's  approaching, 

That  awful  scene  is  drawing  nigh  ; 
"Was  long  foretold  by  ancient  prophets, 

Decreed  from  all  eternity. 
But  O  my  soul  reflect  and  wonder ! 

That  awful  scene  is  drawing  near, 
When  you  shall  see  that  great  transaction, 

When  Christ  in  judgment  shall  appear. 

2  See  nature  stand  all  in  amazement. 

To  hear  the  last  loud  trumpet  sound  ; 
Arise  ye  dead  and  come  to  juflgiTient, 

Ye  nations  of  the  world  around  ! 
Loud  thunders  rumbling  thro'  the  concave, 

The  heavens  are  shaking,  the  earth  is  quak- 
ing. 
The  gloomy  sight  attracts  mine  eyes. 


so  CHOICE    SELECTION 

ti  Green  turfy  grave-yards  and  tombs  of  mar- 
ble, 
Give  up  their  dead  both  small  and  great ; 
See  the  whole  world  both  saints  and  sinners, 

Are  coming  to  the  judgment-seat. 
See  Jesus  on  the  throne  of  justice, 

Comes  thund'ring  down  the  parted  skies, 
With  countless  armies  of  shining  angels. 
With  hallelujahs  shout  for  joy. 

4  Bright  shining  streams  from  his  awful  pres- 

ence. 

His  face  ten  thousand  suns  outshine  ; 
Behold  him  coming  in  power  and  glory, 

To  meet  him  all  his  saints  combine. 
Go  forth  ye  heralds  with  speed  like  lightning. 

Call  in  my  saints  from  distant  lands, 
Those  that  my  blood  from  sin  has  ransom'd. 

Whose  names  in  life's  fair  book  do  stand. 

5  O  come  ye  blessed  of  my  Father, 

The  purchase  of  my  dying  love  ; 

Receive  ihc  crovv  ns  of  life  and  trjory. 

Which  are  laid  up  for  you  above. 

For  vou,  my  saints,  which  have  continued 
With  me,  and  my  temptations  Dore, 

]  have  provided  for  you  a  kingdom. 

To  reign  with  me  forever  more. 


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6  There's  flowing  fountains  of  living  water ; 

No  sickness,  pain,  nor  death  to  fear; 
No  sorrows,  sighing,  no  tears  nor  weeping 

Shall  ever  have  admittance  there. 
But  how  will  sinners  stand  and  tremble, 

When  justice  calls  them  to  the  bar  ! 
Those  that  reject  his  offer'd  mercy. 

Their  everlasting  doom  to  hear. 

HYMN  65. 

1  Thy  word  is  a  lamp  to  my  feet, 

A  glorious  light  to  my  path ; 
It  furnishes  spiritual  meat, 

And  saves  me  from  error  and  wrath. 

2  It  shows  me  the  object  of  hope, 

The  heavens  and  earth  all  renew'd  ; 
My  pilgrimage  never  shall  stop 
Till  I  reach  that  blessed  abode. 

3  It's  a  chart  in  life's  stormy  way, 

Presenting  the  seasons  and  times 
Regarding  that  glorious  day  ; 
It  also  presents  me  the  signs. 

4  It's  a  deed  of  the  saint's  blessed  lot, 

Vouchsafed  in  the  kingdom  to  come  : 
Whether  skeptics  believe  it  or  not, 
God's  people  will  soon  be  at  home. 


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CHOICE    SELECTION 


5  It's  a  LAMP,  a  LIGHT,  and  a  chart, 
And  a  deed  of  my  heavenly  home  : 
It  proves,  to  the  joy  of  my  heart. 
My  Saviour's  just  ready  to  come. 

HTMN  66. 

1  I  ask'd  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 

In  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace ; 
Might  more  of  his  salvation  know, 
And  seek,  more  earnestly,  his  face. 

2  'Twas  he  who  taught  me  thus  to  pray, 

And  he,  I  trust,  has  answer'd  prayer ; 
But  it  has  been  in  such  a  way 
As  almost  drove  me  to  despair. 

3  I  hoped  that  in  some  favor'd  hour 

At  once  he'd  answer  my  request. 
And  by  his  love's  constraining  pow'r 
Subdue  my  sins,  and  give  me  rest. 

4  Instead  of  this,  he  made  me  feel 

The  hidden  evils  of  my  heart. 

And  let  the  angry  pow'rs  of  hell 

Assault  my  soul  in  ev'ry  part. 

5  Yea,  more,  with  his  own  hand  he  seem'd 

Intent  to  aggravate  my  woe  ; 
Cross'd  all  the  fair  designs  I  schemed  ; 
Blasted  my  gourds,  and  laid  me  low. 


OF    EYMX^^  OC 

6  "  Lord,  why  is  this  ?"   i  trembling  cried  ; 

' '  W ilt  thou  p  11  rs u  ■  ■  o  death  ? " 

''  'Tis  in  this  way,"  .ih' ■  :.■,,'     '    plied,  _ 
"I  answer  prayer  for  gni'-o  -rad  faith: 

7  "  These  inward  trials  I  evn 

*'  From  self  and  pri  thee  free, 

"  And  break  thy  scheni        ;    i;  uihly  joy, 
"  That  thou  may'st  sc-  !    ilsy  all  in  me." 

HYMN  07. 
i  A  soldier,  Lord,  thou  hast  me  made, 
Thou  art  my  Captain,  King  and  Head; 
And  under  thee  I  still  will  'light. 
The  fight  of  faith  with  all  my  might. 
The  cross  all  stain'd  with  halloAM  blood, 
The  ensign  of  our  conquering  Lord  ; 
The  Christian  Soldier's  staiidard  is, 
And  I  will  fight  for  King  Jesus. 

2  O  make  me.  Lord,  what  I  shonkl  be, 
To  boldly  face  the  enemy  ; 
That  when  alarm'd  to  call  the  Lord, 
And  pass  the  word  to  all  the  guard, 
Grant  me  the  weapons  of  thy  word, 
The  spirit's  pow'rful  two-edg'd  sword, 
To  slay  my  foe^^yheTe'er-they  be. 
And  own  the  vie  fry  won  by  thee. 
8 


84  CHOICE    SELECTION 

3  Thou  art  my  Lord,  keep  me  I  pray, 
That  I  may  run  the  hea\'nly  way; 
Nor  from  my  duty  e'er  depart, 

But  live  to  Christ  with  all  my  heart. 
Help  me  to  walk  in  humbleness, 
March  in  the  way  of  holiness, 
O  make  me  pure  and  spotless  too, 
And  fit  to  stand  the  grand  review. 

4  That  when  our  General  shall  come. 
With  sound  of  trumpet,  not  of  drum, 

'Tis  then  our  well  dress'd  ranks  shall  stand, 
In  full  review  at  God's  right  hand ; 
And  when  our  foes  shall  get  the  rout. 
And  Jesus  wheels  them  left  about; 
Then  we'll  march  up  the  heav'nly  street. 
And  ground  our  arms  at  Jesus'  feet. 

5  The  war  is  o'er  and  we  are  free 
To  join  the  blood-wash'd  company  ; 
Our  wages  shall  be  eternal  life. 
We'll  be  the  bride — the  Saviour's  wife ; 
There  we  shall  drink  full  draughts  of  wine, 
The  band  of  music  we  shall  join ; 

And  hallelujah's  highest  key. 
Shall  be  our  theme  eternally. 


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HYMN  68. 

1  The  old  Israelites  knew  wliat  it  was  they  must  do, 

If  fair  Canaan  they  would  possess, 
They  must  still  keep  in  sight  ot  the  pillar  of  light, 
Which  led  on  to  the  promised  rest. 

2  The  camps  on  the  road,  could  not  be  their  abode, 

But  as  oft  as  the  trumpet  should  blow, 
They  all  glad  of  a  chance,  of  a  further  advance, 
Must  then  take  up  their  baggage  and  go. 

3  Now  the  cross  bearing  throng,  are  advancing  along, 

And  a  closer  communion  doth  flow, 
Now  all  who  would  stand  on  the  promised  land, 
Let  them  leave  all  their  baggage  and  go. 

4  What  though  some  in  the  rear  preach  up  terror  and 

fear, 
And  complain  of  the  trials  they  meet ; 
Though  the  giants  before  with  great  fury  do  roar, 
I  am  resolved  I  will  never  retreat. 

o  We  are  little,  'tis  true,  and  our  numbers  are  few, 
And  the  sons  of  old  Anak  are  tall ; 
But  while  I  see  a  track  I  will  never  give  back, 
But  go  on  at  the  risk  of  my  all. 

6  Now  the  morning  doth  dawn  for   the  camps   to 

move  on, 
And  the  priests  with  the  trumpets  do  blow. 
As  the  priests  give  the  sound  and  the  trumpets  re- 
sound, 
All  my  soul  is  exulting  to  go. 

7  On  Jordan's  near  side  I  can  never  abide, 

For  no  place  of  refuge  I  see. 
Till  I  come  to  the  spot,  and  inherit  the  lot, 
Which  the  Lord  will  then  give  imto  me. 


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8  Now  'tis  r, 

So  an  e- 

Since  I  ha 

I  ^vill  g 

6  If  I  am  fa; 

Till  I  ;^t 

I  shall  jo^ 

Was  tlK 


k  ni  fa  the  pure  and  the  meek, 
'isr;'Vd  and  strife; 
ine  eyes  on  the  heavenly  prize, 
■  -  -  of  my  life. 

10  and  my  journey  pursue, 
u-enly  shore, 
■  Lt  a  blessing  to  me, 
na;  ctoss  which  I  bore. 


1  Whatth- 

To  try 
How  en; 

Unlcs 
As  Jesuh 

As  he 
So  God 

And  ii 

2  Some  Xi 

A  ma:, 
Sure  th: 

Nor  k 
So  giiiU; 

I  COU! 

Nor  on  m 
Unless 

3  Some  stv 

And  s; 


'YMX  69. 
Christ?  is  the  test, 

-:ate  and  your  scheme  ; 
iht  in  the  rest, 
■■.■:  i'ightly  of  him. 
vour  view, 
.  ■■)':  not, 

■  !  to  you, 

w  rath  is  your  lot. 

creature  to  be, 
i^':el  at  most ; 

■  :  feelings  like  me, 

ves  wretched  and  lost  ; 
:   ss  am  I, 
•  lo  in  his  word, 
■:i  rely, 
him  my  LoTd. 

;;carl  of  great  price, 
fountain  of  joys  ; 


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Yet  feed  upon  folly  and  vice, 

And  cleave  to  the  world  and  its  toys ; 
Like  Judas,  the  Saviour  they  kiss. 

And  while  they  salute  him,  betray  ; 
Ah  !  what  will  profession  like  this, 

Avail  in  that  terrible  day  ? 

If  asked  what  of  Jesus  I  think, 

Tho'  still  my  best  thoughts  are  but  poor; 
I  say  he's  my  meat  and  my  drink. 

My  life  and  God's  son,  and  my  store  ; 
My  shepherd   my  husband,  my  friend, 

My  Saviour  from  sin  and  from  thrall ; 
My  hope  from  beginning  to  end. 

My  portion,  my  Lord,  and  my  all. 


HYMN  70. 
1  As  I  lay  musing  on  my  bed, 
1  thought  of  my  Redeemer  ; 
My  heart  did  sing,  to  Christ  my  King, 
Who  did  my  soul  deliver. 

CHORUS. 

We're  all  united,  heart  and  hand, 
All  in  one  band  completely : 

We're  marching  to  Immanuel's  land, 
Where  the  waters  flow  most  sweetly. 

8* 


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2  The  mountains  melt,  the  skies  dissolve, 

While  sinners  stand  and  tremble  ; 
The  saints  rejoice,  to  hear  God's  voice, 
While  Jesus  bids  them  welcome. 

3  As  they  march'd  on  they  beheld  a  croAvn, 

That  was  by  Jesus  purchased  ; 
The  sacred  fire  stdl  rises  higher, 
While  Jesus  gives  them  conquest. 

4  The  trumpets  sound,  the  armies  shout, 

The  hosrs  of  hell  are  driven  ; 
Fight  on,  fight  on,  ye  conq'ring  souls. 
The  prize  will  soon  be  given. 

5  When  on  the  flowery  plains  we  meet, 

And  range  the  fields  of  glory. 
We'll  shout  and  sing,  to  Christ  our  King, 
And  cast  our  crowns  before  him. 

HYMN  71. 
I  The  son  of  man  they  did  betray, 
He  was  condemn'd  and  led  away. 
Think,  O  my  soul,  on  that  dread  day, 

Look  on  mount  Calvary. 
Behold  him  lamb-like  led  along, 
Surrounded  by  a  wicked  throng. 
Accused  by  each  lying  tongue. 
And  then  the  Lamb  of  God  they  hung 

Upon  the  shameful  tree. 


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2  'Twas  thus  the  glorious  sufferer  stood, 
With  hands  and  feet  nail'd  to.  the  wood  ; 
From  every  wound  a  stream  of  blood, 

Came  flowing  down  amain. 
Flis  bitter  groans  all  nature  shook, 
The  earth  to  its  firm  centre  rock'd. 
The  sleeping  saints  their  graves  forsook, 
While  spiteful  Jews  around  him  mock'd 
And  laughed  at  his  pain. 

3  N<*w  hung  between  the  earth  and  skies, 
Behold  !  in  agonies  he  dies  ; 
O  sinners  hear  his  mournful  cries, 

Come  see  his  tort'ring  pain. 
The  morning  sun  withdrew  his  light, 
Blush'd,  and  refused  to  view  the  sight; 
The  azure  clothM  in  robes  of  night, 
Ail  nature  mourn'd  and  stood  aflright. 
When  Christ  the  Lord  was  slain. 

4  Hark  !  men  and  angels,  hear  the  Son, 
.  He  cries  for  help,  but  O  there's  none. 
He  treads  the  wine  press  all  alone. 
His  garments  stained  with  blood, 
In  lamentations  hear  him  cry  ; 
*^  Eloi,  lama  sabachthani !  " 
Tho'  death  may  close  his  languid  eyes, 
He'll  soon  arise  and  mount  the  skies. 
The  conq'ring  Son  of  God, 


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5  'Tis  done  !  the  dreadful- debt  is  paid, 
The  great  atonement  now  is  made  : 
Sinners,  on  him  your  guilt  was  laid, 

For  you  he  spilt  his  blood. 
For  you  his  tender  soul  did  move, 
That  you  the  length  and  breadth  might  prove. 
And  height  and  depth  of  perfect  love. 
In  Christ  your  smiling  God. 


HYMN  72. 

1  O  careless  sinners  come. 

Pray  now  attend  ; 
This  world  is  not  your  home, 

It  soon  will  end. 
Jehovah  calls  aloud, 
Forsake  the  thoughtless  crowd. 
Pursue  the  road  to  God, 
And  happy  be. 

2  Nor  do  I  call  alone. 

The  Saviour  too, 
E'en  with  his  dying  groans. 

Cries  bid  adieu 
To  all  your  lovers  now, 
And  to  his  sceptre  bow. 
And  he  will  tell  you  how. 
To  live  anew. 


OF    HYMNS.  91 

3  I  bid  you  all  farevv'ell, 

With  acliiiig  heart, 
And  in  deep  sorrow  tell, 

That  we  must  part. 
To  meet  the  Lord  we  go, 
And  you  are  bound  to  woe, 
Alas  it  mast  be  so 
If  you  rebel. 

4  I  look  on  you  again. 

And  hoping  say, 
Why  wont  you  leave  your  sin 

And  cOme  away 
From  Satan's  cruel  power. 
And  live  forevermore, 
And  blesq  the  joyful  hour 
That  life  i   'li^:5n. 

5  All  hail!  we  welcome  then 

Your  happy  flight 
From  Kcdar's  tents  of  sin. 

To  glory  bright ; 
We  'U  travel  on  with  you, 
And  bid  this  world  adieu. 
And  endless  joys  pursue. 
Till  all  is  ours. 

6  There  we  will  rano-e  around 

o 

The  blissful  plains. 
Where  pleasure  has  no  bounds, 
And  glory  reigns  ; 


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We  '11  fall  at  Jesus'  feet 
Where  joys  are  all  complete, 
And  blissful  raptures  meet, 
Forevermore. 


HYMN  73. 

1  Lonely  and  "v\-oary,  by  sorrows  oppress'd, 
OnAvard  we  hasten  with  longings  for  rest, 
Bidding  adieu  to  the  world  and  its  pride, 
Longing  to  dwell  by  Iinmanuel's  side. 
But  'mid  our  pilgrimage,  lo  !  on  our  eyes 
Visions  of  beauty  and  glory  arise — 

Visions  of  crowns  which  we  hope  soon  to  wear, 
Visions  of  heaven — O  !  we  long  to  be  there. 

2  There  is  the  city,  in  splendor  sublime, 
O,  how  its  turrets  and  battlements  shine  ! 
Pearls  are  its  portals,  surpassingly  bright, 
Jasper  its  Avails,  and  the  lamb  is  the  light. 
PatliAvays  of  gold  that  blest  city  adorn, 
Glitt'ring  Avith  glory  far  brighter  than  morn ; 
Angels  stand  beck'ning  us  ouAvard,  to  share 
Glory  unfading — aa'c  long  to  be  there. 

3  Kivers  are  gliding  'mid  unfading  trees  : 
Songs  of  the  bless' d  are  borne  on  the  breeze ; 
Glory -gilt  mountains,  resplendent,  are  seen. 
Valleys  and  hills,  clad  in  Eden-like  green. 
There  shall  the  glory  of  God  ever  be, 
FilHng  the  earth  as  the  waA^es  fill  the  sea  ; 
There  shall  the  ransomed,  immortal  and  fair, 
EAxrmore  dAvell — O  !  Ave  Ions  to  be  there. 


OF    HYMNS.  93 

There  is  the  home  of  the  pure  and  the  blest, 
There  shall  the  weary  be  ever  at  rest ; 
There  shall  life's  trials  and  sorrows  be  o'er, 
There  shall  the  gather'd  ones  part  nevermore ; 
There  shall  the  blest  be  from  death  ever  free, 
There  their  Redeemer  in  glory  they  '11  see  ; 
Cro^vns  of  bright  glory  forever  they  '11  wear  ; 
O,  to  be  with  them  ! — we  long  to  be  there. 


HYMN  74. 

1  The  judgment  day  is  rolling  on, 
The  glass  of  life  will  soon  be  run, 
Creation  with  her  fiery  doom, 

The  Lord  will  soon  appear ! 
O  there  '11  be  glory,  glory,  glory. 
When  saints  shall  view  him  near. 

2  Now  hark  !  the  trumpet  rends  the  skies  • 
See  slumbering  millions  wake  and  rise  ! 
What  joy,  what  terror  and  surprise  ! 

The  last  great  day  has  come  ! 
O  there  '11  be  glory,  &c.. 
Around  the  judgment  throne. 

3  See  nations  throng  his  awful  bar, 
Both  saints  and  sinners  from  afar, 
All  tribes  and  kindreds  now  appear. 

And  wait  to  hear  their  doom  ! 
0  there  '11  be  glory,  &c., 

When  Christ  the  Lord  shall  come. 


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4  Jehovah  now  the  book  unseals  ! 

The  clearest  light  eacli  heart  reveals  ! 
The  pointed  truth  each  conscience  feels  ! 

The  amazing  throng  divide  ! 
O  there  '11  be  mourning,  6ic., 

When  justice  shall  decide. 

5  See  parents  and  their  children  part ! 
See  husbands  and  their  wives  must  part ! 
See  brothers  and  their  sisters  part ! 

To  meet  again  no  more. 

O  there  '11  be  mourning,  &;c., 

The  day  of  m.ercy's  o'er. 

HYMN  7o. 

1  I'm  sighing  for  home  where  tlie  King  in  his  glory- 

Shall  banish  all  so'  row  and  scatter  all  gloom  : 
I  sigh  for  the  land  where  tlie  youth  and  the  hoary — 
Shall  dwell  in  bright  Eden  forever  at  home. 

Sweet  home,  sweet  home, 
Shall  dwell  in  bright  Eden  forever  at  home. 

2  I'm  sighing  for  home  where  the  songs  of  the  ran- 

somed. 
Shall  echo  their  strauis  thronghoiit  heavens  high 
dome ; 
I  sigh  for  the  day  when  all  i;c  rts  shall  be  glad- 
dened. 
The  pilgrims'  sweet  rest  and  the  saints'  happy 
home. 

Sweet  home,  sweet  home,  [home. 

The  pilgrims'  sweet  rest  and  the  saints'  happy 


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I'm  sighing  for  home  where  joy's  bright  gushing 
fountain  [come ; 

Pours  forth  its  glad  waters  where  grief  cannot 
I  sigh  for  Christ's  coming  when  valley  and  moun- 
tain— 
Become  the  bright  plains  of  my  glorious  home. 

Sweet  home,  sweet  home, 
Become  the  bright  plains  of  my  glorious  home, 

I'm  sighing  for  home  where  no  ties  shall  be  broken. 
Where  death  cannot  enter  and  cause  us  to  mourn; 

I  sigh  for  the  rest  of  which  prophets  have  spoken, 
The  blest  restitution — I  long  to  go  home. 
Sweet  home,  sweet  home, 

The  blest  restitution, — I  long  to  go  home. 

HYMN  76. 

1  We're  toiling  here  by  sin  opprest, 
By  earth  unpitied  and  unblest, 

'Mid  grief,  'mid  sorrow,  care  and  pain, 
We  strive  a  glorious  rest  to  gain. 
Where  scorching  heat  and  wintery  blast, 
V/ith  sickness  pain  and  death  are  past, 
Where  saints  by  woes  no  more  opprest, 
Shall  see  the  Saviour's  glorious  rest. 
O  that  glorious  rest. 

2  War-worn  and  weary  now,  we  long 
To  join  the  ransomed  victor's  song  ; 
As  pilgrims  here  no  more  to  roam. 

But  dwell  with  Christ,  our  Lord  at  home. 
With  all  the  blood  be-sprinkled  band. 
On  Zion's  bights  we  long  to  stand. 
Our  wearied  feet  that  mount  would  press, 
And  there  in  glory  ever  rest. 
O  that  glorious  rest. 
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96  CHOICE    SELECTION 

3  While  here  in  time's  dark  night  we  stay, 
We'll  ever  v/ait  the  approaching  day  ; 
We'll  wait  the  shining  of  that  mom  : 
We'll  hail  its  herald-star,  new-born. 
Soon,  soon  shall  darkness  take  its  flight, 
And  Christ  shall  fill  the  world  with  light, 
Then  saints  shall  be  supremely  blest, 
For  they  shall  share  the  glorious  rest, 
O  that  glorious  rest. 

HYMN  77. 

1  There  is  a  rest  that  still  remains, 

In  v/orld  to  came,  on  Eden's  plains, 

For  all  the  truly  faithful, 
But  yet  such  rest  is  only  gained. 
Through  Him  who  hath  for  us  obtained. 
Release  from  hearts  so  sinful. 

2  Yes,  by  and  by,  a  day  will  come. 
In  which  a  nation  will  be  born, 

A  day,  a  day  of  glory. 
A  day  in  which  the  tombs  will  ope, 
And  let  the  righteous  sleeper  up, 

To  find  a  home  in  glory. 

8  And  when  I  think  of  that  blest  morn. 
When  we  shall  all  be  upward  borne, 

To  meet  the  Lord  in  glory. 
My  pulse  beats  quick,  and  heart  dilate? 
With  longing  eye  to  those  bright  gates. 
Which  open  up  to  glory. 


OF    HYMNS.  97 

4  O  rapturous  thought !  O  what  a  thrill ! 
It  passes  through  my  inmost  soul, 

To  think  of  home  in  glory. 
To  think  of  meeting  there  dear  friends, 
Where  rest  in  glory  never  ends. 

And  never  ends  the  story. 

5  'Tis  there  I  ever  long  to  greet, 

The  ransomed  host  so  pure  and  sweet. 

In  the  bright  land  of  glory  ; 
Where  we  shall  never,  never  part. 
But  ever  mingle  heart  with  heart ; 
O  glory  !  glory !  glory  ! 

HYMN  78. 

1  The  people  called  Christians  how  many  things  ther 

teU, 
About  the  land  of  Canaan  where  th'  saints  with 

Christ 's  to  dwell, 
But  sin  that  dreadful  ocean  encloses  them  around, 
With  its  tides  still  divides  them  from  Canaan's 

happy  ground. 

2  Thousands  have  been  impatient  to  find  a  passage 

through, 
And  with   united  wisdom  have  tried  what  they 

could  do ; 
But  vessels  built  by  human  shill  have  never  sailed 

far, 
Till  we've  found  them  aground  on  some  dreadful 

sandy  bar. 


98  CHOICE    SELECTION 

3  The  everlasting  gospel  has  launch'd  the  deep  at 

last, 
Behold  her  sails  extended  around  the  towering 

masts : 
Along  the  deck  in  order  the  joyful  sailors  stand, 
Crying  ho  !    here  we  go  !  to  Immanuel's  happy 

land. 

4  To  those  who  stand  spectators  what  anguish  must 

ensue, 
To  see  their  old  companions  bid  them  a  last  adieu, 
The  pleasm-es  of  your  paradise  no  longer  can  in- 
vite. 
Here  we  sail  you  may  rail,  but  we'll  soon  be  out 
of  sight. 

5  We  are  now  on  the  wide  ocean,  we  bid  this  world 

farewell, 
And  where   we  shall  cast  anchor,  the  scriptures 

show  full  well. 
About  our  future  destiny  there  need  be  no  debate. 
While  we  ride  on  the  tide  with  oiu-  captain  and  his 

mate. 

6  The  passengers  united  in  order,  peace  and  love, 
The  wind  's  all  in  our  favor,  how  sweetly  we  do 

move. 
Let  tempests  now  assail  us  and  raging  billows  roar, 
We  shall  sweep  through  the  deep  till  we  reach 

that  happy  shore, 

7  This  peaceful  port  we'll  enter  though  towering  bil- , 

lows  roar,  [adore, 

And  join  with  saints  and  angels  our  Saviour  to 
The  Captain  of  salvation  will  bring  us  safe  to  land, 
In  the  gospel  ship,  O  glory  !  to  join  the  heavenly 

band. 


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HYMN  79. 

Earth  is  groaning,  Earth  is  groaning, 

For  her  Lord  and  King  is  longing,  longing,  long- 
ing, longing. 
Earth  is  groaning.  Lord  deliverence  bring, 
Remove  the  curse,  in  triumph  reign. 
How  long  wilt  thou  remain  away  ? 
How  long  wilt  thou  remain  away  ? 
Why  doth  thy  ling'ring  chariot  stay, 
How  long  wilt  thou  remain  away  ? 

Come,  come. 
To  Israel  bring  the  promis'd  day. 

Jesus  is  coming,  Jesus  is  coming, 

Lo  the  day  star  bright,  is  rising,  rising,  rising, 
rising  ! 
Jesus  is  coming  with  the  blazing  crowns 
For  those  who  walk  with  him  in  white. 
Oh  there  is  glory,  glory  now. 
Oh  there  is  glory,  glory  now, 
For  lo  !  the  heavens  seem  to  bow  ; 
Oh  there  is  glory,  glory  now. 

Lo,  lo. 
The  shaking  heavens  begin  to  bow  ! 

Oh  the  glory.  Oh  the  glory. 

Of  the  King  of  armies  coming,  coming,  coming, 
coming. 
Oh  the  glory  of  the  King  of  kings 
In  triumph  coming  down  to  reign. 
Seraphic  legions  marshalled  now. 
Seraphic  legions  marshalled  now, 
Behold  the  shaking  heavens  bow, 
Seraphic  legions  marshalled  now. 

Lo,  lo. 
The  brilliant  glory  of  his  train  ! 


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CHOICE    SELECTION 


4  Hear  tlie  voices  !  hear  the  voices  ! 

That  proclaim  the  Saviour  coming,  coming  com- 
ing, coming, 
Hear  the  voices, — sweet  angelic  strains, 
In  Heaven  th'  echo  loud  resounds  ; 
Angelic  harpings  now  in  heaven, 
Angelic  harpings  now  in  heaven, 
In  sweeping  melody  are  driven. 
Angelic  harpings  now  in  heaven, 

Sound,  sound, 
"  Behold  the  King  of  glory  comes  ! 

■5  Heaven  rejoices — Heaven  rejoices, 

For  the  King  of  kings  is  coming,  coming,  com- 
ing, coming, 
Heaven  rejoices,  for  the  King  of  kings 
In  radiant  glory  comes  to  reign  ! 

Oh  Earth  be  glad,  rejoice  and  sing  ? 
Oh  Earth  be  glad,  rejoice  and  sing  ! 
He  comes  to  reign,  thy  rightful  King  ! 
Oh  Earth  be  glad,  rejoice  and  sing  ! 

Shout,  shout, 
Glad  tidings  all  the  angels  bring  ! 


HYMN  80. 
O !  solemn,  dreadful,  glorious  news, ! 
The  "  Gentile  times"  about  to  close  ! 

And  Zion's  King  appear  ! 
Ah !  then  what  fearfulness  shall  seize 
Those  vh'gins  who  have  lived  at  ease. 

Nor  thought  the  Bridegroom  near. 


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2  Awake  !  arise  !  ye  sleepers  all, 
'Tis  mercy's  latest  gracious  call, 

Sinners,  why  will  ye  die  ? 
And  ye  who  have  a  name  to  live, 
But  daily  do  the  Spirit  grieve. 

For  pardon  quickly  fly. 


INDEX, 


No.  Page. 

Afflicted  saints,  to  Christ  draw  near, 61  76 

Afflictions  thougli  they  seem  severe, 33  4J 

Arise,  arise,  your  King  is  coming  ! 29  <i7 

As  I  view  the  last  sands  of  old  time  sink  away, 5  8 

As  near  to  Calvary  I  pass, 56  /2 

As  I  lay  musing  on  my  bed, 70  S7 

A  soldier.  Lord,  thou  has  me  made, 67  bJ 

Awake  !  arise  !  his  chariot  wheels, 50  bJ 

Behold!  Behold  !  the  Lamb  of  God, 16  21 

Christian!     Christian! 59  75 

Come  ye  red-^emed  of  the  Lord, 60  75 

Come  all  ye  mourning  pilgrims, 30  39 

C!ome  all  ye  Christian  pilgrims, 52  6b 

Hail  the  day  so  long  expected, 26  32 

Hear,  O  sinner  !— mercy  hails  you, 62  77 

Here  is  a  band  of  brethren  dear, 39  50 

Hear  the  glorious  proclamation, 57  v3 

Holy  God,  and  hast  thou  sent 24  29 

How  precious  is  the  name,  brethren  sing,  brethren  sing,  17  22 

How  hMppy  is  the  man, 15  19 

Earth  is  groaning,  earth  is  groaning, 79  JJ 

I  ask'd  the  Lord  that  I  might  grow 66  82 

I'm  sighing  for  home  where  the  King  in  his  glory—. .  .75  94 

I'm  marching  on  to  my  blest  home, 38  49 

I  have  sought  round  the  verdent  earth  for  unfading  joy,  22  27 

I've  listed  in  the  holy  war,  13  16 

I  love  it,  I  love  it,  and  who  shall  dare 28  «b 

I  love  the  holy  son  of  God, 46  .58 

It  is  the  hour  of  time's  farewell, 37  48 

I  walk  a  lonely  pilgrim  here, 7  9 

Jesus  died  on  Calvary's  mountain, 25  31 

Joyfully,  joyfully,  onward  I  roam, 23  S8 

Let  party  names  no  more, 58  74 

Let  thy  kingdom  blessed  Saviour, 1  3 

Lift  up  your  heads,  Emanuel's  friends  ! 8  11 

List  ye  mortals  !   hear  the  sound, 44  55 

Lo  down  in  this  beautiful  valley, 34  44 

Lonely  and  weary  by  sorrow  opprese'd, ^ . .  .73  92 


104 


INDEX. 


No.  Page- 

O  careless  sinners  come, 72  90 

0  how  1  long  to  see  that  day, 36  47 

01  solemn,  dreadful,  glorious  news, 80    100 

O  souls  by  love  together  knit, 48  61 

On  time's  tempestuous  ocean  wide, 35  45 

Rise  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 63  78 

Sailor,  sec  the  morn  breaks  o'er  thee, 40  51 

Saviour,  thou  wast  meek  and  lowly, 49  62 

Sceptic  spare  that  book, 3        5 

Star  of  hope!     He'll  soon  appear, c 43  54 

The  Midnight  Cry  in  mercy  sounds, 55  71 

The  people  called  Christians,  &c 78  97 

The  great  tremendous  day's  approaching,. 64  79 

The  judgment  day  is  rolling  on, 74  93 

The  son  of  man  they  did  betray, 71  88 

The  old  Israelites  knew  what  it  was  they  must  do,. .  .68  85 

The  pure  testimony  put  forth  in  the  spirit,. 27  34 

The  King  in  his  beauty  by  angels  attended, 11  14 

The  time  soon  is  coming  by  the  prophets  foretold, 9  11 

The  groaning  earth  is  too  dark  and  drear, ■ 6        8 

The  morning  light  is  breaking, 4        7 

Tile  glorious  day  is  drawing  nigh 47  59 

The  friends  that  flee  when  trials  come, 45  »    57 

The  pearl  that  worldlings  covet  now, 41  52 

There's  a  world  of  peace  and  pleasure, 54  69 

There  we  shall  reign  witli  Jesus,., 51  64 

There  is  a  rest  that  still  remains, 76  95 

Though  troubles  assail  and  dangers  affright 52  68 

Thy  word  is  a  lamp  to  my  feet, 65  81 

We  have  heard  from  that  bright,  that  holy  land, 2        4 

We  shall  see  the  Saviour  coming,  &c 20  25 

We  are  on  our  journey  home, 19  24 

We're  looking  for  a  city, . , 31  41 

We're  going  to  a  blissful  home, 18  23 

We're  going  home,  we've  had  visions  bright, 12  15 

We're  toiling  here  by  sin  opprest, 77  95 

What  think  ye  of  Christ  ? 69  86 

What  vessel  are  you  sailing  in .' 14  17 

When  Christ,  the  Lord,  was  doom'd  to  die, 10  13 

Will  you  go  sinner,  go  to  the  highlands  of  Eden, 21  27 

Within  the  hallowed  forest  shade, 32  42 

Yes.  he  will  come,  though  Pharasee. 42  53 


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